my letter

When I was in sixth grade, I had a puppy-love fling with this kid named Brian. Of course it wasn't the best thing that's ever happened because we were only sixth graders, and in the end we weren't speaking. He disappeared in the middle of seventh grade, and I heard he moved to Oregon. Recently, though, he's been around again and a while ago I felt like writing a letter to him. At the time, I'd felt like using big words, as you'll see. Enjoy!
Most kind and emphatic Sir,
While in yesteryears I was utterly convinced that within the cavity set aside for such, you were in possesion of an ebony heart - if, indeed, one at all - I have revisited and explored those adventures in which we both took part, and upon reflection have decided that this party was most at fault.
If at any one point in the procedures had I but withdrawn and examined the situation, a whole bit of unnecessary and unlooked for suffering could have been allievated and prevented. Most unfortunately, such a fanciful proposition was never entertained and therefore did not come to pass. However, I feel rather pompous to be able to disclose that in retrospect I have arrived at various happy outcomes for all unpleasant encounters between these two parties. Said solutions require more time and space to divulge than available, but rest easy - if ever the desire to know of these solutions is felt, all one need do is inquire; I shall be more than happy to terminate such worries.
Moreover, if unsatisfaction with the current labyrinth unknowingly entered when thou returned from mysterious departure should arise, do not feel encumbered by such trifles as unseen society boundaries. Approach with openness and humility, with naught but truth on yonder lips, and the snowy cloth shall be welcomed and accepted. The following conversation shall be as friendly as I can find it within my own ebony heart to endure.
The purposes of such correspondence this day are to express the satisfaction felt on my part that I am revived, whole and sound (as much as any of our race is fit to be), from the incidents occurring in the sixth year of our formal education, and to extend a hand not unlike that extended to the oppressors in the year of our country's freedom.
For the experiences and wisdom gained of this all, I remain your loyal servant.
;)

Boredom

I suffer from it. As a person stuck in school, I suppose it's inevitable, but it seems to me that it happens more often than it needs to. This forces me to make up ways to keep myself entertained, or at the very least occupied.

In elementary school, one of the favorite ways to relieve boredom was to play games, (surprise surprise) and the most common game played was masho. I remember spending countless recesses with my friends, throwing together random combinations of the weirdest kind, ending up with the silliest futures. Another game was Would You Rather? Here you would choose from two choices which you would rather do. The fun part was making up the nastiest/unthinkable/craziest choices.

And, of course, there was the classic Truth or Dare. Always most interesting in a group of mixed gender. (*implying that this particular game wasn't confined to elementary school*)

Another favorite way of mine to escape the doldrums is daydreaming. I usually place myself into a scene I've memorized from a favorite book, although sometimes excursions with celebrities can sneak in there (*cough* Orlando Bloom *cough cough*). Doodling is handy too, although I can never really just let my pen flow, I have to pick something to draw, to concentrate on.

And letters! I can't tell you how much I'm into writing letters. Just writing them, mind, I rarely give them to the person I write to. It's just having someone to talk to, having an objective, that motivates me. Sometimes these letters are actual letters, with relevant topics and are interesting to read, but sometimes they're vent letters. I'm the type who can't bottle up feelings very easily, and I don't want to complain to people because they don't care, so I write. I release everything into these letters, with complete honesty (which has been a disaster the couple times the letters were found). And then, of couse, there's the letters into which I release my randomness <3>

Anyways, these are a few ways I try to banish boredom.

Oh, and posting on here, too :)