Sunday, May 29, 2011

I kinda like to complain...

Dear Leah,
My last letter was a lot of complaining so I decided this one wasn't going to be. This is breaking news.

ITEM 1:
New glasses.
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I think they are pretty legend, Amber thinks they are janky. I think they are the next big thing. Do they look ohkay on me? Wrong question. Do I look like I belong in an asylum? I don't want to be tackled and injected with anything. Thoughts on them. ASAP.

ITEM 2:
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These frosty duck lips are for you

ITEM 3:
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I miss you terrible and love you.




Wanna go in the restroom and not rest?


Don't let life get you down Leah
Fight Back.

Love,
Keith.

oh my goodness, stab me in the eye.

Dear Leah,
    So I'm sitting in the library with my partner for a project I have to do for chemistry(Thursday), and I really want to rip her trachea out. Did I ever tell you about the girl who never stops talking about herself? Well if I have you don't have to read the next two sentences. There is this girl named Morgan and she is really nice...when she isn't talking about herself. How awesome and smart she is and how her grandpa was a councilor at the college for a bunch of years and shiz.
    I can't stand it, but she is pretty smart so being in the same group as she is for a project is good for my grades. So she tells me to write the script for our chemistry project (make a video showing how to do balancing equations), and it has to be done by tomorrow, and I'm thinking great, I have a Algebra exam to be studying for, but whatever, I will just have to stay up late. So I went home and did all of my homework and it wasn't that late, but late enough that I knew I was going to be way tired the next day. So when I get to chemistry she asks to see the scripts and I tell her she can see them in the library (I had just sat down and did not want to get up and get my backpack and get out my computer, lazy I know.)
      Mr. Oles let's us leave after he is done talking and when we get down there I tell her that I think it would be easier to do a screen recording and a voice over for the two scripts instead of writing on a piece of paper and recording it because you can add things easily on the computer and you can see it clearly. She tells me that she doesn't think it's right, but whatever. Oh my gosh I was so pissed I could have strangled her. Then when she looked at the scripts she was trying to tell me I was wrong about balancing equations...but I set her straight.
      We try to do the voice over and her computer is freaking out and won't do anything she wanted and by the end of the hour we had once crappy voice over so I told her I'd do it at home and email it to her. She told me to try and get it done by the end of the school day. I'm thinking what the fudge muffins! I have classes and shiz to do. I told her I'd try but couldn't promise anything. I didn't get it done during school and when I got home at three twenty, mom picked me up ten minutes later. I get to moms and I get a text from Morgan to try and have it done by that day because she has a busy weekend. (She was putting the video together because she knows how to edit) I couldn't get it done that night because I was babysitting for Amber until midnight and I was not about to do it then.
      The next day I get up, and again go babysit for Amber, I was planning on getting it done afterwards but Amber went home with me and as I walk in the door I look and there is a big happy birthday sign. Turns out mom felt bad she didn't see me on my birthday and threw me a surprise birthday party and invited Kaitlin and Jordan. Jordan couldn't come but Kaitlin did and we hung out and it was only supposed to be an hour and a half...but she didn't leave til seven =)
    At eight I decided to get it done and at ten, when I finally got it done, I texted Morgan for her email. She texted me back and told me she already had it done. She had just edited the other one to make it sound better and so she didn't need mine. WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST YOU FRIGGEN ASHPOLE. That went through my mind. Then I was thinking whatever and now I'm simmering.
    It's Sunday now....so you can see how long it took me to write this. and now I'm done and I don't know if I'm wrong to be angry here. So please tell me! Am I right or wrong?

Love,
Angry Keith

Thursday, May 19, 2011

You are gone.

Dear Leah,
   Today is the second day that you are gone. And I guess it hasn't really hit me that you are gone for the whole summer. Gone. Hasta La Vista Baby. But I have the whole summer to get used to it. Oh I've been taking care of Captain. I've been feeding him once a day and randomly seeing if he wants any blood worms. He's been thrashing around like crazy when he eats them. I've put the mirror on once and he puffed up and it was so cuuute. And I haven't been writing on his bowl so he doesn't get fumed up. I'm taking care of your baby. Whenever I tell anyone I'm fish-sitting, they laugh at me hardcore.
   Being home with four boys is not fun. They are loud and are crazy and it's just insane. I want sushi right now. It sounds so yummy. Or sweet rice, mmmmm that rice under sushi is sooo yummy. When you get back from Mackinac we should go get sushi.
   I am going to get so tan this summer, I'm going to be a different person, you wont even recognize me at the end of the summer. I hope.

Remember watching pokemon? Well I am watching it right now. I love it. They should make more cartoons like Pokemon. It's about the best one there is.

So I'm in English, so I have to go. Seeyaa babbe.

Love,
Faith

Monday, May 9, 2011

Letter Three.

Dear Kitten,
I lied. I just like writing to you so I'm not waiting untill you leave. By now (and I mean yesterday) I sent you the link and you've seen all of this. You don't think I'm a retard for doing this, so that makes me feel better. So I thought I sould tell you why I call you Kitten. Well there was this book, right? Now I don't remember the title because I've read too many books and this one wasn't THAT memorable, but I do remember that there were these two girls, and they were best friends (and secretly sister, but forget that) and one called the other kitten. Well I always wanted us to be best friends, ever since we were little. You know how people always say, "They are only copying you because they want to be like you!" and you think, "Yeah ohkay whatever, they hate me." Well in my case, it was true. I have always wanted to be JUST like you. I remember when we were little how everyone wanted to take pictures of you because you were so photogenic, and I always thought you were so beautiful and I tried being as like you as I could. Well when I read this book, I thought, I wanted mea and you to be like this. And so I asked you if I could call you Kitten, and you said ohkay. And as you know, it's not like I call you Kitten all of the time, just sometimes. Now we are best friends and I can tell you anything and you can tell me anything and if I'm being ridiculous you set me straight. I'm glad that we can have such a good relationship at a young age. It's because we don't see each other everyday, so I don't want to rip your head off and you don't want to kill me in my sleep. (those dogs bones could have.)

Love,
Keith
P.s. I  would put a picture....but I'm feeling lazy....I might add one later. FYI