Letters to you

Dear Whomever,

I like you. I have since I first met you in high school marching band. You were in the flags but I didn't care, you made them all better just by being there. At the time I was afraid to approach you and I sincerely regret it. I should have asked you out back then and I am kicking myself for it. Now I find out your single again and I hope you will let me in this time. I have found my courage and wish to ask you out. Unfortunately you told me you didn't want a relationship right now and we are so far apart. I wont give up because of this set back. I will try to become a better friend and when you are ready I will try asking you out again.

Letters to you

Dear Whomever,

If you are reading this, I do not mind. I just thought I would write to you to vent my feelings from my past. My past... makes me sound link an elderly man on my death bed trying to clear my conscious, does it not? Anyway, I decided this time to write to you because I was thinking about you for some reason, who knows maybe I like you? All joking aside, we were never really close when we went to school together, oh you were nice to me, do not get me wrong, but I always felt like I was beneath your notice. You were the popular cheerleader while I was the social outcast. You were the academic excellence and I was the loser who just made average. Recently you reached out to me and offered to email me, and this really threw me for a loop. What was this beautiful woman from my past doing writing to me? When you told me you thought I sounded lonely in my blogs, it actually made me happy that someone noticed and decided to do something about it. We traded some emails, you told me about your dog and boyfriend and I told you about my dog and work. Unfortunately I messed up and stopped writing to you. I am sorry. It is not because I got really busy with work or other things, it is because I figured you were getting tired of writing me or something like that and my low self esteem took over and I just never responded back. I am worried that I hurt your feelings. Now I sit here and write this, in the hopes that we can rekindle our friendship through emailing each other

Letters to you

Dear whom ever,

I am mad at you. We used to be the best of friends but that ended when I moved. Slowly we drifted apart, and this saddens me. I tried to remain in contact with you but you never responded. You probably changed you cell phone number and did not tell me. I try to get in contact with you through our friends but that road was a dead end. Please, I want us to remain friends but I can not reach you. I do not know what to do. You always inspired me to do better, you had the life I wanted. You had a girlfriend who loved you, you had a job you liked, you had better grades than me. You were better than me at the instrument we played together. You learned to drive before me and took pity on me and invited me to your weekly parties that you held at your house. The only thing I did better than you was the boy scouts, and that was just barely. Right now I have to ask people from back home how you are because that is the only way I find out about you. Did I do something wrong? I think about that every day. I have had dreams where you explain to me why you have not talked to me. It is not fair, we used to be friends, I considered you one of my best friends. Now I have no one that close, I have tried to make new friends, and I have had some success but it is not the same.

6/2/12

I figure you don't really care what time I woke up so I'll just describe my day. I read on the beach with my mother for about thirty to forty minutes, unfortunately it was a tad bit cold for my mother so we decided to go inside. Shortly there after, my mom, dad, and I went out to lunch, I cant remember where, I think it was a place called Mulligans. After lunch I asked my parents if we could go play mini gulf, and they said after dinner, which was made by my sisters father-in-law, and it was a German/Hungarian/Austrian, or what ever dish. After dinner, we actually went mini golfing with most of the people who were there and we all had fun.

6/1/12

Today I woke up at seven ten a.m. and played with my niece for a while. Later we, as in my sister and her family and my family, went out to dinner at a nice restaurant, the name of which I cant remember. Through out the day we all played on the beach and I spent a decent amount of time reading in my room. After dinner we took some pictures of us on the beach, and I held my niece for a short while until she started to cry.

5/31/12

Today I woke up at  six fifty-two a.m., yeah, I looked at my watch this time. We didnt do much today, we just went down to the beach and also grilled some dinner, hamburgers, hotdogs and chicken. We also celebrated my sisters brother-in-laws mothers birthday. we didnt do much because we were still flooded from the tropical depression/

5/30/12

Today I woke up around 7-8:30, this time I woke up because I was hungry. Eventually everyone woke up, just in time for a tropical depression to hit and flood the neighborhood. During a lull in the storm, my mother and I went out to a town called duck and did some shopping, one memorable store was "try my nuts" I kid you not. This store was a nut company that sells all sorts of nut merchandise. After this particular store we went to a store called "island bookstore" where I purchased a few books. On the way back we stopped to have lunch at a restaurant called "awful arthurs" where I had a beverage called "rum runner" and I had a meal that i forget its name, but it was a pasta dish with a creamy sauce and had shrimp and scallops in it. After lunch we went back to the house and I took a nap. We couldn't really do much else because the storm started up in earnest.