Dear Kitty,
I spent Monday through Wednesday at Katie's house, and I'm feeling so much better for it. Not seeing people every day is very hard when you're so used to it, and I miss Katie and all the other girls very much when I'm not with them, so the time that I do get with them nowadays is always brilliant.
As for Paris - well, I don't want to go back. It's not so much that I don't like Paris; I adore the city, and my choir as well. But the job? I cannot stand it at all. As Dad keeps saying, I just need to remember that it's not for very long - only another six months, and then I'll be back in the UK and getting ready for university. I can't wait for university - a fresh start with people my age, my year, interested in the same things as me. I'd quite like to do a 'Princess Diaries' style makeover, and just look totally different. Katie and I watched a film called 'Easy A', and I would love to look like I had attitude. I'll work on it.
Also, my new favourite song is called 'Sing Sing' by Marianas Trench.
Can I have your attention?I just opened my mouthIs it clear?Is it loud for you?You just need me to be stableBut I won't be ableTo keep it together againNow don't pretty please meYou're not making it easy, to slow me downNo wonderI-I-I-I, I- I'm not eatingI-I-I-I, I- I'm not sleepingYou saySing, sing to meSing me something I needSing new, sing goodGod I wish that I couldAre you hearing me now?Hear the sad little sounds As they fall from my mouthYou just need me to be stableBut I won't be ableTo keep it together againNow don't pretty please meYou're not making it easy to slow me downNo wonderI-I-I-I, I- I'm not eatingI-I-I-I, I- I'm not sleepingYou saySing, sing to meSing me something I needSing new, sing goodGod I wish that I couldAll my indecision,All of my excess,Don't you ever tell me I'm not lovin' you bestI just need a minute, I just need a breath, You're very hard to drink to my continued successDo I have your attention?You just need me to be stableBut I won't be ableTo keep it together againNow don't pretty please meYou're not making it easy to slow me downIt's no wonderI-I-I-I, I- I'm not eatingI-I-I-I, I- I'm not sleepingYou saySing, sing to meSing me something I needSing new, sing goodGod, I wish that I couldAll my indecisionAll of my excessDon't you ever tell me I'm not lovin' you bestAll my indecisionAll of my excessDon't you ever tell me I'm not lovin' you bestGod, I wish that I could
Yours,
Chessie
I spent Monday through Wednesday at Katie's house, and I'm feeling so much better for it. Not seeing people every day is very hard when you're so used to it, and I miss Katie and all the other girls very much when I'm not with them, so the time that I do get with them nowadays is always brilliant.
As for Paris - well, I don't want to go back. It's not so much that I don't like Paris; I adore the city, and my choir as well. But the job? I cannot stand it at all. As Dad keeps saying, I just need to remember that it's not for very long - only another six months, and then I'll be back in the UK and getting ready for university. I can't wait for university - a fresh start with people my age, my year, interested in the same things as me. I'd quite like to do a 'Princess Diaries' style makeover, and just look totally different. Katie and I watched a film called 'Easy A', and I would love to look like I had attitude. I'll work on it.
Also, my new favourite song is called 'Sing Sing' by Marianas Trench.
Can I have your attention?I just opened my mouthIs it clear?Is it loud for you?You just need me to be stableBut I won't be ableTo keep it together againNow don't pretty please meYou're not making it easy, to slow me downNo wonderI-I-I-I, I- I'm not eatingI-I-I-I, I- I'm not sleepingYou saySing, sing to meSing me something I needSing new, sing goodGod I wish that I couldAre you hearing me now?Hear the sad little sounds As they fall from my mouthYou just need me to be stableBut I won't be ableTo keep it together againNow don't pretty please meYou're not making it easy to slow me downNo wonderI-I-I-I, I- I'm not eatingI-I-I-I, I- I'm not sleepingYou saySing, sing to meSing me something I needSing new, sing goodGod I wish that I couldAll my indecision,All of my excess,Don't you ever tell me I'm not lovin' you bestI just need a minute, I just need a breath, You're very hard to drink to my continued successDo I have your attention?You just need me to be stableBut I won't be ableTo keep it together againNow don't pretty please meYou're not making it easy to slow me downIt's no wonderI-I-I-I, I- I'm not eatingI-I-I-I, I- I'm not sleepingYou saySing, sing to meSing me something I needSing new, sing goodGod, I wish that I couldAll my indecisionAll of my excessDon't you ever tell me I'm not lovin' you bestAll my indecisionAll of my excessDon't you ever tell me I'm not lovin' you bestGod, I wish that I could
Yours,
Chessie
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