dear computer,
why must you be so difficult. why must you make me hate you sooo much. i wish i had a better version and not this crappy one that deletes what i've been working on for almost an HOUR.
haylea.
dear stepfather,
i dont like you. i never have, never will. it'll be all your fault if we don't get to go to disney. and then i'll despise you even more. you had to go and get fired like the stupid dummy you are. why couldn't you listen? huh? there are other reasons i don't like you, like what are you hiding? hmm? what are you hiding in your car and in that stupid storage building? i will found and and when i do...gah...you'll be history. of course you probably think that my anger for you will dissapear soon, because it's normal to feel hatred for your step parents. but no. it won't go away unless you go away. it may seem mean to say this but it's how i feel. why can't you get a clue man? none of the people in my family like you. not even my mother, your wife. ugh. go back to west virginia.
haylea
Dear Mama,
i know that all married couples have their problems, but you and alvin don't do a good job of hiding it. you should just get divorced. you know you want to. we all see it. i hope you feel better. love you.
haylea
Dear Brittany,
we should hang out more. i know that you work and have obligations to other people, but you an i used to hang out every weekend you didn't work. what has happened? but i know that if i ever need you i can come across the street. well i guess i'll see you tomorrow...maybe. love you.
haylea.
PS. you still have to come with me to meet the teacher day. after all you did just graduate, so you should know where everything is.
Dear Westley,
hah...i never really said your real name often. so i didn't know how much it really made me laugh. that's one thing you were always good at though. making me laugh. i'll miss that. i mean i can honestly say that you were one of the best things that's happened in my life in a while. i wish that you weren't. because now i can't seem to get over you. i can't seem to get you out of my thoughts. i wish i could stop looking back into the past. back to you. but i can't. i hope i see you out one day, so maybe we could talk. well i guess i might talk to you later.
haylea
dear me,
stop. think. what do you really want in life? you don't want to forget wes. do you? you just want happier thoughts. which how are you supposed to get those if you stay in your house all the time. jeez you hermit. get out more. have lots of fun. do more. the computer isn't what life is all about. even though you spend most of your time on it. ok...not most but a lot of your life is dedicated to it. dance more, sing louder. LIVE. gah. even if you just walk outside more, it's living more then you are right now. yes...you might know all the codes for the yahoo IM smilies by heart, you might be able to memorize all the websites you go to and keep going back, but is that really how you want to live your life? no...it's not. the tv isn't a good substitute either. so don't even go there. and as for vacation, don't worry about it. it probably won't be canceled...just postponed. and your going with 3 of the funniest people. relax. it'll be aight.
haylea.
ps...
stop typing so much too...it can lead to arthritis.
Dear Keyboard,
I'm terribly sorry for typing on you so much. I mean I've almost worn you out. The shift button on the left doesn't even work anymore. I'm sorry.
Haylea