Damn. I do like my Latinos. Gutted to be missing this event.
But at least I get to spend a weekend with my favorite Latino of them all.And no, I don't mean you.
I just want to come to Wales and see you. I am very very
very much missing you. R-- I have really been drifting apart
lately and so it can sometime feel like my only really good
friend at school is F--. Sure, I have loads of friends and people
that I get on really well with, and I never technically need to be alone
in a free (if I wish it to be so). I guess I just miss having a good
few people that I can have a range of conversations with. For each
person, I only seem to be able to have one kind of conversation; for
some it's deeply intellectual, for others the standard banter. I miss
being able to have someone where I can have a whole range of
conversations with. I do have that with F--, but as we were both
saying, it's nice when you have that history with person, which neither
of us (although I at least should) have what with being at new school.
We've got our exam timetables, and a planner for the
rest of the year, which is about the same size of a timetable, that has
one decent sized box for everyday between now and the beginning of the
summer holidays, and it fits on one size of A4. It's made me realise how
close we are to leaving school. I really don't want to. I really love
education. And. Oh shit. I don't want to be ready to leave school. I
think that's the scariest thought. For my entire life school has been
this safety blanket, a place which I know I will enjoy and excel at. But
over the next year, school will cease to be the lovely warm duvet just
after you have woken up, but rather the duvet you have after you have
lain in until after midday, and it's hot, sweaty and uncomfortable. I
don't want to experience that.
A hail storm has broken out with the odd bit of thunder and lightening. Talk about over dramatized pathetic fallacy.
Sorry for the length/angstyness of this email.
I don't know why I apologised because I know it's the type of thing you love.
xxx
Aw this email is so lovely.i get what you mean about the whole unmotivated/tired thing, I seem to have an ever expanding list of work to do. And ugh, couples and their public displays of affection. Aren't they just sickening with their mutual adoration?
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