For You Part 3
Title: For You
Part: 3
February 11, 2012
Dear You,
I have never been so happy to see that you still want me to write to you. And I squealed inwardly and my brother must have sensed it because he looked at me weirdly. Yes, I was passing your street with my brother on the way home and then saw your mailbox with no sign. And that means you don’t find me crazy? Thank you so much!
I know I can be so weird sometimes but that’s how I am. I guess I don’t get to express myself so much unless you are a very close friend of mine. Like I said, I’m a wallflower and I don’t dwell so well with big groups.
I am so glad that this week is over. Exams are hell and a pain in the ass and now I can finally take a breather. I spent a few sleepless nights finishing 2 paintings for my project and I hope I get a satisfying grade this time. In case you’re wondering why my drama queen friend goes to your school while I attend another school, it’s because your school doesn’t provide Fine Arts. Your school is great and I wished I could attend there, because you go there.
I learned from my drama queen friend (I should dub him as ‘Pretty Boy’ because he looks like one) that you are majoring in theater arts. Wow. I am very impressed. Not that I am just saying that but really, I am really, really impressed. You can sing and act because I can’t do either. I can only play the piano and that’s it. If I sing, I think Korea might be flooded before I utter another note. Yes, I think I am really that bad and my brother would tease me if he sees me trying to sing.
Can I listen to you sing someday, if I ever get a chance to? I hope you won’t mind and sometimes I would imagine that you must sound like an angel because Pretty Boy told me that you are beyond awesome and gifted. I am so envious of Pretty Boy because he has heard you perform. I guess I will just dream for now.
The winter is harsh. It only keeps getting colder every time and I have a cold right now. Please don’t catch a cold and stay warm always. And since you have to sing, you must take care of yourself. I am only an art student who plays the piano occasionally so it doesn’t bother me if I catch a cold.
I have never been so glad that I still get to write to you. I am really happy. Next time I would like to share more things with you but for now, Pretty Boy is here again with his boyfriend, the Tall Man. Yes he’s tall, way taller than me and he goes to my school. They’re both teasing me because Pretty Boy told Tall Man about me writing letters to you. Tall Man thinks it is sweet of me but Pretty Boy thinks otherwise. Don’t mind him. He’s just being my friend though.
Remember to stay warm always!
From Me.
_________________
Woot!
Part: 3
February 11, 2012
Dear You,
I have never been so happy to see that you still want me to write to you. And I squealed inwardly and my brother must have sensed it because he looked at me weirdly. Yes, I was passing your street with my brother on the way home and then saw your mailbox with no sign. And that means you don’t find me crazy? Thank you so much!
I know I can be so weird sometimes but that’s how I am. I guess I don’t get to express myself so much unless you are a very close friend of mine. Like I said, I’m a wallflower and I don’t dwell so well with big groups.
I am so glad that this week is over. Exams are hell and a pain in the ass and now I can finally take a breather. I spent a few sleepless nights finishing 2 paintings for my project and I hope I get a satisfying grade this time. In case you’re wondering why my drama queen friend goes to your school while I attend another school, it’s because your school doesn’t provide Fine Arts. Your school is great and I wished I could attend there, because you go there.
I learned from my drama queen friend (I should dub him as ‘Pretty Boy’ because he looks like one) that you are majoring in theater arts. Wow. I am very impressed. Not that I am just saying that but really, I am really, really impressed. You can sing and act because I can’t do either. I can only play the piano and that’s it. If I sing, I think Korea might be flooded before I utter another note. Yes, I think I am really that bad and my brother would tease me if he sees me trying to sing.
Can I listen to you sing someday, if I ever get a chance to? I hope you won’t mind and sometimes I would imagine that you must sound like an angel because Pretty Boy told me that you are beyond awesome and gifted. I am so envious of Pretty Boy because he has heard you perform. I guess I will just dream for now.
The winter is harsh. It only keeps getting colder every time and I have a cold right now. Please don’t catch a cold and stay warm always. And since you have to sing, you must take care of yourself. I am only an art student who plays the piano occasionally so it doesn’t bother me if I catch a cold.
I have never been so glad that I still get to write to you. I am really happy. Next time I would like to share more things with you but for now, Pretty Boy is here again with his boyfriend, the Tall Man. Yes he’s tall, way taller than me and he goes to my school. They’re both teasing me because Pretty Boy told Tall Man about me writing letters to you. Tall Man thinks it is sweet of me but Pretty Boy thinks otherwise. Don’t mind him. He’s just being my friend though.
Remember to stay warm always!
From Me.
_________________
Woot!