Group Blog Thursday project: Write a letter from your present self to your graduation day self… This isn’t so much a letter, but a conversation. A conversation with 1981 me would be a much more effective means of communication. Plus I think I’d be less flowery and poetic and much more direct with myself, if I were to actually meet…myself.
1981 me turns around and sees someone familiar, kinda like Mom, but not exactly…
and turns right back around.
Great… I’m snubbing myself
( 1981 me is in italics)
Do I know you?
You’re stoned, and if you are me, what the hell did you do to my hair?
What’s wrong with my hair?
Raking my fingers through my hair… God, I was snotty…and this is doing wonders for my self esteem 😦
Kicking back of the chair..harder this time..
Would you, shhhhhhhhhh….
Look, Missy… I have to talk to you!
You’re just a crazy lady, a vaguely familiar crazy lady…leave me alone or I’ll scream
Okay, Okay I’ll prove it to you
You know, Mark, the guy you’re secretly lusting after?
Shut up…how do you…
From your future remember? I guess I was always this slow, shit…
1981 me, after ignoring 2009 me for a bit, gets curious
Ummm…So what about Mark?
Not gonna happen. ( said in a sing songy way)
Yeah… right, we’ll see tonight at the party..
No..you’ll see tonight. I’ve already seen, or not seen..been there, not done that, don’t have the t-shirt..
That’s it…you’re officially nuts, and seriously, is that the way I talk in the future?
I know you are but so am I.
Oh, what a burn…not!
And just so you know, it’s a good thing it doesn’t work out for you and Mark, cuz he turns out to be a real asshole.
You’re just jealous...
Jealous? Of what? Myself? You know you should really think before you talk..
Guess that doesn’t change much, huh?
2009 me plucks the back of 1981 me’s head.
Why are you buggin’ me?
This is a joke, right?
Or am I dying? Am I going to die? Oh shit..I’m gonna die tonight, right? That’s why you’re here..to warn me, right?
Oh, that would make such a cool story, but no…
So why then?
Well, I took this opportunity to travel through space and time to speak to you about how far your C average, laissez-faire approach to high school really got you.
You don’t look so terrible
Yeah, well, thanks…But, really, sign up at Community college, it’ll just make things easier for you.
How bad does my future suck?
It doesn’t..not at all..but this little change will make a difference. Trust me
What if I don’t?
Look, I really don’t want to get into that right now…I can’t…just please do that for me, For you…so that you never regret not doing it.
Silently considering. Moment is becoming awkwardly serious…must make joke…
So my hair is really going to look like that, huh?
Oh darling…I could show you other parts of your body that will make you cry, but no, you’re so young…and you really have great skin, do you realize that?
2009 me touches the cheek of 1981 me, holds it for a moment…and sees someone familiar, kinda like her daughter but not exactly.
Do me a favor?
I mean, do us a favor…
Write. Everyday. And when you’re tired of writing, write some more.
I can’t write.
A tilted head, a knowing gaze, a wry smile
Yeah, right…we’ll see…
Can you tell me anything more about my future?
No, honey, I don’t want to spoil it for you…
Back atcha…crazy lady…
And one more thing
Time goes by incredibly fast…don’t wait for an invitation to be a part of it.
Peace – Rene
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