ergo...she has a pocket, a pocket full of sunshine -

Ohhh rough rough rough but...here you go lion's son (:
...wow how do I know that, That's weird.
ANYWAY.


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Salutations to Rain, alias she of the too-bountiful paranoia AKA The Manatee because I think that was the weird catalyst which sparked various weirder pseudonyms.

First and foremost - you succckkkk. I was going to write about the vaguely pleasant math lessons and call you tremendously entertaining to talk to first. POACHER! …as a result, the strange bits of lint below may sound a) overlappy with your letter b) completely random or c) extremely mundane. … also, it may be extremely disjointed. Be forewarned.

Okay. If my dodgy memory hasn’t betrayed me, I think I once commented to you that it was really weird that although you were one of the last people who I met in the group ( what was it, halfway through year eight? ), it still felt like I’d known you for longer than compared to various other people who I’ve known since early year seven. I’m…not too sure what sort of significance this is supposed to have actually. But I’m sure you can synthesise what I mean from that. In the meantime, feel…charismatic…or easy to talk to.

…yeah feel easy to talk to ( and charismatic I suppose ) because spending time with you is heaps of fun. You appear to be endowed with a horrifyingly large amount of random facts and an amazing vocabulary as well as a hilarious sense of humour, so generally spending time with you is extremely entertaining, although topics could range from being completely inane ( …dudeeeee, tastebuds on deckchairs? Slash cracking up at a plastic bag floating in the sky. ) to semi pseudo-intelligent/thought-wracking/educational ( okay, the only thing I can think of right now is etymology. Now I feel like I’m overestimating intellect levels. ) Speaking of intellect…the speed at which you pick new things up is astounding ( …siiii, this is Italian speaking. ) Ohh and the easy to talk to thing, feel honoured because CONGRATULATIONS! on the froggie email apparently you have the largest chatlog. Last time I checked.

Okay gratitude time which will hopefully be more concise than all the babble above. Thanks for holding my wallet (most of the time), listening to random petty whining, defining random words when requested, keeping me company all year throughout random Italian lessons without which I would probably have felt a bit awkward in, putting up with my dodgy…what did you term them? idiosyncrasies? Yeah those. Okay there are wayyy too many possible things for me to type.
BASICALLY, thanks for being an amazing friend and person and for being there.

Love you!
Alice
( … but NO I don’t love you enough to willingly slot in various monstrosities for nicknames here. If the absence of them burns your eyes…um. Go find your own solution ;D )

P.S. I actually forgot all about your weird neurosis thing and now I’m not bothered to slot it in to the actual letter. Shortest briefest tersest answer - noooo I don’t think you’ve ever come off as annoyingly clingy/pester-y ( yet, anyway ) and yes you do have an overinflated paranoia complex. I would expand more but this ‘letter’ is probably too rambly by now anyway.

P.P.S Whyyy did I call you sleazy again? I remember the dustball bit but…the sleazy’s a bit random/uncharacteristically…strange.

P.P.P.S.I should stop writing postscripts but it's fun. Anyway. This one's to say that I may modify/elongate the letter one day when I'm not trying to rush. Or maybe not. Eh. The whole thing was supposed to communicate 'tvb!' so just stare at that and get the message (:

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AHHHH SEVEN PERIOD DAY. Sounds like a really silly complaint. Ew.