So I recently sent a private message to a friend of mine (who I met online three years ago)- I know, shady, right? We haven't talked for awhile, mostly because... I'm broken? Hahaha.
Anyway, here is our correspondence thus far:
From: RainbowJimmy
To: (----)
Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 8:01 pm
Subject: Hey, Torri.
I know. Long time no type, right?
Anyway, I'm sending my grad. announcements out on Monday, and I was wondering if you still wanted one (I understand if you don't). If you do, I need your address.
Uhm.
I'm not good at playing catch up, especially if I failed at communicating again.
Let me know how you're doing, alright?
I'll just do a quick"ie" for now.
I graduate in ... seven days? Whoa. Jesus, I shouldn't've counted. I should be freaking out right now.
Anyway, I'm salutatorian, and my senior class voted me DaVincian (that's an in-school award, where it's like, "do you represent the blah blah blah of the school, have you supported the school and your class, are you ridiculously active, and etc."). At Prom I won Prom King.
So, honestly, I probably should feel like I'm the most fucking awesome kid at school.
A week before prom, I got in trouble with my school's administration, and important people who I've looked up to, and who have kind of been my mentors for the last four years really disappointed me in respect to why I got in trouble. And really, I wasn't in trouble. I did everything completely right, I didn't even break any rules. I was just trying to educate the student body. But I was treated like a criminal by them. ... So there's that. Hahaha. So now I'm a "criminal."
I don't. Ha.
I feel whiny. And bitchy.
And all around, you know that empty feeling you get in your abdomen, like you're hungry, but it's just an emotional manifestation of your feelings? Yeah. That. Constantly.
My list of things to do is pretty horrendously long, as well. I still need to write my speech for graduation... *sigh*
Plus, passing my classes still.
But everyday I'm around, I feel more cynical and bitter.
I never thought highschool would end that way, for me.
I got full-tuition honors to the University of Utah...
Other than that, I'm the same mess of emotions I've always been.
I hope you're doing awesome.
Let me know.
: D
Love,
Jimmy
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From: (----)
To: RainbowJimmy
Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 9:05 pm
Subject: Re: Hey, Torri.
Wow, you make me feel like I was a retard when I was in school. I never accomplished anything like that. D: I'm so proud of you, dear! Seriously.
I would still love a graduation announcement to put on my fridge.
My address is:
(---)
I was surprised to even hear from you.
We don't talk like we used to
You know, when we were walking the 10 miles to and from school uphill in the snow.
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From: Rainbowjimmy
To: (----)
Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 9:38 pm
Subject: Re: Hey, Torri.
Well, I hope it was a pleasant surprise?
: D
And it's mostly my fault that we haven't been talking, I'm guessing.
I feel like I've been running for a long time.
How are you? How have you been?
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I'm tired.
And I have to come clean about how I'm not really a boy. How many times has this happened to me in my life so far?
Three.
Because that's how awesome I really am.
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