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Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror 

Hello there,

I guess there are two ways I could do this - well, more, but two main ones that spring to mind. One way is to write to you as a reflection, that is, nothing more but an image in a glass; another way is to write as if you are me. Hmm. This letter will probably be a mixture of both.

First things first - did you know that I sometimes have random imaginings of you turning into a skeleton before my eyes, or of you suddenly not following my every move, or of you having blood leaking from your eyes like tears? (Yeah, thanks, Supernatural. And imagination.) Yeah, you needed to know that. PLEASE don't do any of that, because I'll probably... actually, I don't know what I'd do. AND I DON'T WANT TO FIND OUT. THANKS!

Now, moving on...

I've some important messages to give to you. Absorb them and throw them back at my tangible self, please.

Tomorrow is your first day of YEAR TWELVE! Well, probably still Year Eleven officially, but Year Twelve syllabus so basically Year Twelve in all but name, or something like that. Anyway.

1. Do not get complacent. Do not get complacent. Do not get complacent.
2. If you screw up Modern again, I will kill you.
3. Likewise for all other subjects, actually. You know my standards; surpass them!

Okay enough of the lists of academic blah. It's getting annoying. Back to rambly paragraphs now.

This year... please try to spend as little time as possible procrastinating really brainlessly. Also, please... don't do things extremely last minute, as in night-before/morning-before. It's... no. Just please don't do that. JUST IN CASE, OKAY. (You know what kind of a paranoiac I am. Thus I know what kind of paranoiac YOU are. Thus I know that 'just in case's work! Yeah that didn't make sense, whatever.)

Okay I'd better wrap this letter up before I get accused of large amounts of egotism (if my letter to 'myself' ends up longer than all the rest HAHAHA).

Hauptsache: VERTRAU DEINEM BAUCHGEFÜHL.

Good luck and take care of yourself (and keep your eyes open and your cardiac controls monitored) - AND DON'T STOP WRITING, OR DRAWING -
Rain

30letters- TWENTY-SIX

Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to

ATTN: Alissimo aka Alice aka Xerxes

Greetings! How are you? Come on, you didn't expect me to begin this letter in any kind of conventionally normal way, did you... well actually I was going to just write "Dear Alice" but seeing as I know many people named Alice, I thought some clarification was in order. Anyway.

I think you're cool. You're quite a nice person and - at least on the surface? - you're really, remarkably even-tempered. I don't think I've ever seen you snap at someone or explode at them, and you're nice to... almost everyone? It's... fairly amazing, I'd say.

You're also a really fun person to be around! If it weren't against my personal principles to describe maths class as fun, I'd say that you made three years' worth of maths classes quite fun. Enjoyable. Remember all those really weird things we'd ask people? Spelling of hypotenuse, frustum word-association... yeah, don't ask what that has to do with maths, except that those two examples originated in maths class, haha. And I feel obliged to include some sort of nostalgia/memory.

Anyway, one reason I think you're fun to be around is that I can talk to you about what seems like a large variety of inane/not-so-inane things. I can talk to you about etymology and language links without it turning into this awkward morass of "errr yeah and so what, why do I care?" (Or at least, I hope it doesn't do that...) And speaking of talking-senza-awkwardness, I love how on MSN you actually type more than 3-5 words at a time. You're one of the few people I actually have conversation-like conversations with online, and I think that's awesome... even if our exchanges end up being ten lines high and juggling three topics at once or whatever, hahaha.

Actually, sometimes I wonder if I come off as annoyingly clingy/pester-y to you, e.g. when I talk to you so much - which is to say, sometimes I wonder if I'm annoying you. If I am, you don't seem to show it, but then again, I'm both randomly unobservant AND sporadically paranoid... so yeah. Sorry if I do. Ergh.

Okay now I figure it's time to mention the actual pinky promise connection in this exorbitant letter before I feel compelled to end it in order to prevent it from becoming even longer. The last pinky promise I made was with you, and it was a really one-sided promise, i.e. that you'd wait for me and Fio to come out of VA class before you and Elaine went off to 7/11 for dollar day thing. (And you kept the promise, hurrah!)

That ties off nicely into another ego-feeding thing for you, which is that I quite like and appreciate how you're not often averse to waiting for people and/or meeting up with them at random times/places if they ask/beg/pester... okay, that sounds weird but you know what I mean? Example, when I left my USB at the library and we were almost at the bus lines and you went with me to retrieve it... and when you stayed behind with me to get my German marks haha. Even though most of the time I'm a huge pest and wheedle you into staying behind/etc.

Last of all, you're a great friend in that you listen to my various rants/neuroses, and you put up with my annoying-ness - so thanks a lot for that! And, of course, thank you for letting me scab food of you, for lending me money when I need it, for giving me random songs I want and for just being generally, fantastically awesome.

Love,
Sunny (...aka Leonidas aka SLEAZY DUSTBALL - seeee, I even signed off with that moniker, as a sign of how much I love you! Feel the honourrrrr.)

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Day 24 — The person who gave you your favourite memory

To my friends,

You guys are awesome. I think most of my favourite memories (I can't actually pick out one, hahaha) involve you guys, so thus, you rock. Thank you for making me laugh, for being there when I needed it, and for making meaningless inane things meaningful. Love you!
 
Rain

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Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression

Hi Elena,

I'm really glad that I got to know you a little this year because it's dislodged the unfair, presumptuous impression/opinion I had of you beforehand. You're pretty nice and cool, and I'm sorry for judging you when I didn't even know you.

Blindly hoping you won't hold this too much against me,
Sunny

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Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest

Hello hypothetical probable-asshole,

Our paths have never crossed. Let's make sure it stays that way.

Rain

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Day 5 — Your dreams

Hello, dreams,

After scanning the first line on the Wikipedia article of "Dream" I realise just how weird you and your brethren are... successions of images, sounds and emotions experienced while asleep? Weirrrrd. But that doesn't make you completely weird, seeing as that description pertains only to your literal selves, and in this letter I am addressing 'you' to include both your literal and figurate selves - both those of you who greet me while asleep, and those that I call upon while I am awake.

Okay, that's somewhat rambly. But so are you.

To my literal dreams - you're cool. Sometimes. And sometimes you're really weird, and sometimes you're frightening. It hasn't happened for several years now, but you used to scare me a lot when I was in your grip... though now, of course, in hindsight you seemed kind of cool, even your nightmarish selves. (I wonder if you're going to get me back for making you sound somewhat like a novelty...) At the moment, though, you seem to be leaving me alone. Haven't seen you guys in a while... or maybe you're just not bothering to embed yourselves in my memory deeply enough. In which case... suit yourselves, I'm fine with that.

To my waking-world figurative dreams - I don't have much to say to you, except that you are awesome in that you are one of my prime motivations to actually do stuff. Awesome awesome awesome. I really wouldn't want to live in a world without you.

I remain,
Your sometimes-conscious dreamer