Dear MH,
Overnight, you became the CM King. Oh, I'm not complaining. I genuinely enjoy turning on the TV and hearing your voice and seeing your face. However, I kind of prefer the non-airbrushed, non-photoshopped version of you. In the CMs, you certainly smolder but in real life, you shine.
Love,
Me
Dear 非常nice人,
It's been a month since I last saw you and two months since I first met you. Somehow, as funny as this sounds, I miss you. I keep looking for you, glancing every so often at your desk, hoping that you'll burst into the office, unannounced, intent on surprising everyone. I listen eagerly to the gossip in the lab, straining to hear your name, wondering how you're doing. I keep hoping that I'll see you again before I leave and that when I do, you will recognize me as your friend.
Love,
Me
Dear Ishinomaki,
Tomorrow. I'm nervous. Very nervous.
Love,
Me
Dear Makino-san,
You returned. For the first few days since you came back, I didn't talk to you. Our project was complete - I needn't bother you any longer. But tonight, when we sat and talked, I realized how much I have really come to call you friend and how well we really do understand each other. Thank you for being your awesome self. And welcome back.
Love,
Me
Dear Attractive Friend of Makino-san,
I can't even begin to describe how nice it was to have someone see me and burst into a huge smile, eager to say, "Hello!" I'm sorry that I was awkward back. I guess I'm not still not used to being around attractive men all the time after all. I hope I see you again; I promise that I know how to speak.
Love,
Me
Dear Girl in my Aero Structure class,
I know that you think you're just casually talking to your friend while you're waiting for the online class to begin but I'm telling you, the mics pick up everything. Not that I mind, since I love hearing all about your breakfast and your weekend plans; I just thought you should know.
Love,
Me
Dear Lab,
Why are you all so awesome? I spent this evening trying very hard to memorize everything about you - your faces, your voices, the way you interact with each other and funny little details unique to each of you. I can already tell that it will be hard for me to say goodbye.
Love,
Me
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