I don't know yet whether I blame you for the death of my dear friend Charlotte Temple. I don't know if I can blame you for it as much as I can say you had a major hand in it. But, I guess if I blame you I would have to blame Montraville as well. And I don't really blame him. I guess if I had to blame someone or something (which it seems I do or else I would not be writing this) I blame Charlotte. I just realized that....She went crazy. I mean though, who wouldn't? Who wouldn't go crazy in that house all alone? Who wouldn't go crazy when they came to America and left EVERYTHING behind for a boy and he left her for someone he didn't think he could marry...yet did? Who wouldn't go crazy when they showed up on their friends doorstep begging for help and she turned them away (where you come in)? So. See? There were so many factors, but you, you are one of them. And I wish we could take them all back so we could still have her with us today. But, we can't. So we may as well not even think of it.
Charlotte's life was pretty shocking, huh... I mean, I knew when I was reading the biography of her life what was going to happen, but I think I'm just surprised at the way things happened. Like...I still haven't gotten over the fact that she passed out in your home and had a baby not long after....I hadn't a clue she was even pregnant. Unless I totally missed something...which I may have...
I don't know La Rue...I guess I was just writing you to work through my feelings on the situation...and now that I have I think I can sleep...Now that I've kind of dissected my feelings on Charlotte's life.
Don't even get me started on Montraville though...
Saturday, January 23, 2010
I am SO EXCITED to be spending so much time with you this week!!
I think we will become great friends. I look forward to all the time we can spend together in the future, as well.
I really enjoyed getting to know you this afternoon, and miss you already. But...I can't abandon all my other friends, as much as I would like to just so we could spend more time together.
Missing youly yours,
Friday, January 22, 2010
So. I'm always thinking of new ways for my boyfriend to propose to me. Don't ask me why, they just pop into my head. And they're REALLY good, too. Like, I should just make a career out of planning proposals, even though that would take everything out of the proposal seeing as how he is supposed to come up with it on his own and what not.
Anyways, I digress. So. I'm always thinking of INCREDIBLE ways for my boyfriend to propose to me (I was waiting for you, but I've accepted you're not coming for me).
HERE THEY ARE.
OPTION 1: Buy me all the Lemony Snicket books and give them to me one by one. Once I get to the last one include a ring with it.
***This one can't happen. He already bought the boxed set for me. There was no ring.***
OPTION 2: Take me to a Harry Connick Jr. concert (my favorite EVER) and propose during the show/on stage if allowable (which I know for a fact Harry does allow, he said so on Ellen).
***Doubtful this will happen. He does not share my love for Harry.***
OPTION 3: I LOVE JOHN CUSACK. Our favorite "together" movie is Say Anything. So he could set up a John Cusack movie night (nothing out of the ordinary) and watch all our favorite movies and save the best for last. Once it gets to the boom box scene, BAM! pull out a ring.
***Pretty perfect, I think! Except his brothers wedding song was 'In Your Eyes' so I don't know how that would work.***
OPTION 4: And this is where you come in. You have a shirt that says "You. Yes, you." talking about how you like Jessica. Yes, we know this. Anyways so he could get me all the Jessica Darling books and in the book/scene where that whole thing takes place he could tape a ring on a string and hang it in there (bookmark) and circle "You. Yes, You." and then I would open the book up to that page (obviously) and BAM! there it would be.
***I find this one to be pretty perfect. Only problem, he has no idea about that part of the book.***
And, of course, the other problem would be that I thought of these, therefore he wont use them because I thought of them. I don't know why I do that to myself. I don't do it, they just creep up in my head when I'm not thinking about anything. Gosh.
Anyways, so that's how I want to incorporate you into my wedding proposal.... hehehe. I think it would be prefect! Either that or the John Cusack movie night....either way, I dream! And wait.
Thinkingly and Waitingly Yours,
Thursday, January 21, 2010
I'm not very far into your story yet. But, I just heard that you heard voices. You thought you heard/saw your wife.
I just want to say, that happens to me often as well. I am always thinking I see or smell my boyfriend. Then I kind of freak out. Then I remember that he's in Howell and I'm in class at school, in Grand Rapids and there is no way he is here. Especially in one of my English classes.
There was this one time when I thought I saw him outside of my classroom and I double looked, then I "went to the bathroom" to see if it was him surprise visiting me. It was not. It was just some boy who was trying to be cool, but was not pulling it off. At all.
And sometimes, I think I hear him in the halls talking to people while I'm walking by. But it's not.
So, I'm just saying, at this moment, I don't find you so strange. Because, it happens to me all the time. We're just freaks I guess.
But, with me, at least there's someone there who I'm mistaking with. I think I'm just so anxious to see him all the time that I try to find little bits of him in everyone else. What's your excuse? The same?--It might give you some brownie points with the wife... ;-)
Freakishly Seeing People-ly Yours,
Friday, January 8, 2010
I haven't been writing lately. I've been on winter break from school and started a new internship, so I took a little break from the blog while I was away. But, I'll be back soon! And honestly, I've not even finished one book over this 3 week break. I know disgusting, right?!
So, I'll start writing again very soon!