***Dear Riley // The Introduction***

Dear, Riley.

You are very much unaware of what's about to begin, but don't worry, now that you're reading this you're about to get the low down, flow down on what's about to go down.

There were far too many commas in that sentence to make me feel even relatively comfortable....but the show must go on. (I feel weird saying that now....I now feel like "the show must go on", should only be said by performers...I don't know...)

Anyway. High school has come and gone, Four years (hopefully) have left the building and you stand on the brink of college. I would like to point out that I could have easily said, "the brink of the beginning of your life"

But I don't, 
and I won't,
 and I never will. 


Because your "beginning of your life" began in July, on the same day as Harry Potter, just a different year. While I was sleeping, you started your earth life. Just has to point that out, sorry. 

Wait. Sorry. I did that all wrong.....erggh. I refuse to delete all of that....

***NEW BEGINNING***

Okay, so, the Todacheene girls have always been independent individuals. That's probably why our parents call our rooms our caves....Independence. If you Google, 'independence' its synonymous is 'self-rule', 'home rule', 'separation', 'self determination'. Independence is not always a bad thing, but you don't always have to be self-ruled, it's okay to be dependent on something sometimes. Annndddd this is where this whole shenanigan comes into play.

You probably don't know my endearment for letters, but it's here and there and everywhere. There's nothing more exciting than receiving a handwritten letter in your mailbox...But God knows I don't have money for all the stamps I would use. Damn you British Paraliament of 1765 for creating taxes and including stamps in that.

Oh, and I assume that since you're now a "College Girl" you can handle swearing as a mature human being. Just don't tell mom.

The next best thing to letters, both financially and technologically, carrier pidgeons blog posts. I would say YouTube style "Dear, Riley's", but I write better than I can talk...but we can discuss that when the time comes...

Objective- To share my experiences with you in the cases where you may experience those same experiences. Hopefully, you will be able to find solace in my experiences. Anndd, you obvs want to get advice from your ever clever and wise older sister.

And in part, since I uploaded these before you were aware, to keep others updated on my life. 



Get ready little sister. 




OH. And since you're reading this in the future, Congratulations on your graduation from May 2015 me.

This whole thing is absurd and Back to The Future-esk and I don't know how I feel about it, but I kind of like it...:)

 Also, i really hope you don't find these before i want you to...how ignominious that would be, innit? 
(find an old time paper dictionary and look that one up. It'll keep you intelligent to know the feeling of old paper knowledge on your fingertips.) 


all the love, H.



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