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
Sunday, October 10, 2010
30letters- THIRTY
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
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