the letter from the guy at yer horse camp is really funnuhhh and cute :D
how are you doing today, tiah? i won't see yer response until tomorrow. perhaps i'll try calling tonight or tomorrow night. and maybe this time we can actually talk more than 5 minutes, omgz. when you are ready to get out of the house, meebee we can go on a photo safari. ack, i'm at my parents house right now and my mum is yelling something to me, i better go D:
um, i found this from the last photo safari. . .
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yes yes yes let's gop on a photo safari. thanks for taking a few mintues for me today,melinda. i needed it. sorry i probably made your brak a little longer than it shoudl have been. hopefully your boss won't bust your (what? what do you say to a woman, not bust your balls, what can we replace that term with? :therock: )over it. ugh. thanks for letting me confide in you.
All your old notes and school papers are really interesting. And the letter from horse camp is very funny! Why is he 17 and only in 10th grade I wonder? Did you ever send him a pic? hee hee.
And that report about yourself... I love that kinda stuff. I saved a lot of my old writings and other friend's writing. I'm a bit of a pack rat too. But I feel like I forget where I came from sometimes and re-reading the old me or pieces of the old me helps me see where I was and how I have changed or haven't changed at all for that matter. I found an old poem I wrote at age 18, when I was 23 and freaking out about life, everything and who I was. The poem spelled it out for me. I realized I knew myself really well when I was 18 (surprisingly) and maybe over the years I started questioning identity too much and forgetting to just listen to myself. Hmm... as John Lennon sings "Who am I? Who am I suppose to be? Who am I suppose to be? All my love... all my love!" :) *hugs*
hmmm. old stuff.. i've kept alot of things too... when i was at uni and living on campus i used to make a scrapbooks every year out of things i had put on my wall... i used to really love my walls.. *sigh.. been a while since i looked at them. i need to get my own place and settle down..
i had my shit together so much better when i was at school where is my mind?
i'm ready to get back home. aww *sigh horse camp. aww TR, when u gonna come visit us in oz?? xo
hey kuta, if i had the finances i would catch the next plane out to australia in a flash. !!! i know it wouldn't solve my problems or make the hurt go away but it sure would help distract me abit. all the australians i haev ever met in my life haev been evry friendly and good to talk to. even some crazy cokehead i met in london, he was just so fucking cheerful! plus the heat would be oppressive and i could concetrate on being grossed out by that rather than this! ha. plus i have heard lots of good things about australia and i have always wanted ot go there. since i was like 10. i have an old penpal in adelaide, as well as obviously jacobus and caroline being there. where are you at the moment? i didn't even know you were back in oz. i am, as they say, so out of the loop. look, i have regained some sort of sense of humour, that's a good sign at least.
hey katie, no i never did sen him apicture though i did rsepond to his note just saying hello i believe. i have always liked letters so i always respond to mail i get. he never replied though which is fine.
what oyu said about finding something from the past when you felt a little more secure makes a lot of sense. the thing is i felt i have grown since i was 17 and still know myself quite well but it doesn't always do much for oneself, you know? sigh.
i know john lennon's music has always been helpful to me throughout my life, i really ought to listen to some now but i haven't been able to yet. it is almost as if i can't let myself be ok yet because it has only been a couple days, you know? but i am trying to be optimistic and today once i maged to get dressed i dressed for sunny weatehr cos i could see the blue breaks in the sky. however now it's poring out, and i'm wearing flip flops and white pants. so much for optimism,eh? fo shizzle.
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how are you doing today, tiah? i won't see yer response until tomorrow. perhaps i'll try calling tonight or tomorrow night. and maybe this time we can actually talk more than 5 minutes, omgz. when you are ready to get out of the house, meebee we can go on a photo safari. ack, i'm at my parents house right now and my mum is yelling something to me, i better go D:
um, i found this from the last photo safari. . .
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thanks for letting me confide in you.
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And that report about yourself... I love that kinda stuff. I saved a lot of my old writings and other friend's writing. I'm a bit of a pack rat too. But I feel like I forget where I came from sometimes and re-reading the old me or pieces of the old me helps me see where I was and how I have changed or haven't changed at all for that matter. I found an old poem I wrote at age 18, when I was 23 and freaking out about life, everything and who I was. The poem spelled it out for me. I realized I knew myself really well when I was 18 (surprisingly) and maybe over the years I started questioning identity too much and forgetting to just listen to myself. Hmm... as John Lennon sings "Who am I? Who am I suppose to be? Who am I suppose to be? All my love... all my love!" :)
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old stuff..
i've kept alot of things too... when i was at uni and living on campus i used to make a scrapbooks every year out of things i had put on my wall... i used to really love my walls.. *sigh.. been a while since i looked at them. i need to get my own place and settle down..
i had my shit together so much better when i was at school
where is my mind?
i'm ready to get back home.
aww
*sigh
horse camp.
aww TR, when u gonna come visit us in oz??
xo
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if i had the finances i would catch the next plane out to australia in a flash. !!! i know it wouldn't solve my problems or make the hurt go away but it sure would help distract me abit. all the australians i haev ever met in my life haev been evry friendly and good to talk to. even some crazy cokehead i met in london, he was just so fucking cheerful! plus the heat would be oppressive and i could concetrate on being grossed out by that rather than this! ha. plus i have heard lots of good things about australia and i have always wanted ot go there. since i was like 10. i have an old penpal in adelaide, as well as obviously jacobus and caroline being there. where are you at the moment? i didn't even know you were back in oz. i am, as they say, so out of the loop. look, i have regained some sort of sense of humour, that's a good sign at least.
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no i never did sen him apicture though i did rsepond to his note just saying hello i believe. i have always liked letters so i always respond to mail i get. he never replied though which is fine.
what oyu said about finding something from the past when you felt a little more secure makes a lot of sense. the thing is i felt i have grown since i was 17 and still know myself quite well but it doesn't always do much for oneself, you know? sigh.
i know john lennon's music has always been helpful to me throughout my life, i really ought to listen to some now but i haven't been able to yet. it is almost as if i can't let myself be ok yet because it has only been a couple days, you know?
but i am trying to be optimistic and today once i maged to get dressed i dressed for sunny weatehr cos i could see the blue breaks in the sky. however now it's poring out, and i'm wearing flip flops and white pants. so much for optimism,eh? fo shizzle.
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