All the way from Hong Kong has this little thing travelled. Anna, it made me so happy and I shall write back <3
And yes, I let my address stay visible on purpose, because that’s the address of the post office where all student mail is to be sent to, meaning you can’t actually stalk me, unless… well, unless you’re on campus and can actually spot me and physically follow me around. Omb, creepy.
Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! I can’t possibly keep this to myself, this has to be shared! Do you guys remember the post I wrote about true gentlemen being extinct a few days ago? Well, keep that in mind when you read the rest of this post!
I checked the mailbox yesterday just before heading off to ML to watch a movie – and I discovered two letters addressed to me; one was a standard, boring one from my bank, but the other one really caught my attention.
Sorry, had to blur my address — showing my full name is bad enough!
The envelope was made from a pretty textured paper with a lovely cream color with my full name and address typed on it by one of those old, vintage typewriters they had during WWII. We all agreed the typewriting was such a wonderful detail.
I first thought it was a formal invitation to something important, because;
But it still seemed weird to me that any public institution would invite me to anything as grand and formal as the pretty envelope spoke of. My second thought was that this was yet another attempt from some organization who would like me to support their cause. Little did I know how far off I was. I gently opened the envelope, and inside I found this:
Alright, so I royalty screwed up on the P.S: Tell no one part — but did he honestly think I was going to keep this to myself when he signed it as Monsieur Anonyme? I would have have to shut up about it if it was actually signed by name, because then I would have to consider his embarrassment of being ‘humiliated’ (what humiliation?!), but as I see it right now — no harm will come to anyone since I don’t have a clue of who this could be!
I have eliminated most of my guy friends by asking them directly, and most of them just got upset and offended that I would even think that they would make such silly grammar errors. Which I must agree, all my guy friends are really good at English.
But heavens, how exciting this is! And not to mention; how incredible romantic! ..and creepy. Well, right now I choose to ignore the creepy part. No need to destroy my happy bubble! I’ll just deal with the dangerous part this could indicate to, later. This is just unbelievable. Incredible. This stuff only happens in movies, damnit! Not in real life! At least not in my life! But gosh, this is so funny! How’s it, Anna? Perhaps my life really is a fairy tale!
Monsieur Anonyme, you have no idea how happy you made me. This better not be a really bad prank you’re pulling off on me! ‘Cause then I’ll hunt ya down and kick yer butt! Believe me, I may be small in size, but I haven’t been made leader of most projects for nothing!
I expect to hear from you again!
P.S. My analyzing instincts are kicking in! You know, after the double up of analyzes with me taking eng. lit. class as well, I’ve already pretty much over-analyzed this letter. Especially the last line.
Listening: Taylor Swift – Love Story
Reading: Marked by P. C. and Kristin Cast (Am. fantasy)
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What first caught my attention was her constantly singing Romeo, the song became really catchy, I then paid better attention to the rest of the lyrics (which, by the way, you should check out), and the video turned out to be FANTASTIC!
The costumes are gorgeous! I’m not talking about the gowns only, the male attire too! You know, that floppy hair looks ridiculous on any ‘modern’ guy, but with the right Romantic Age attire you turn into a ridiculously handsome lad… And you know the dancing? It was probably a pain to have to learn and memorize and then not fail at, but it sure looks.. wonderful. Look how much eye-locking you can do, the passionate, romantic, intensive gazing one can do! You know what they say, that the eyes are the mirror of the soul. Not to mention just one look from someone you consider attractive can send some serious shivers down your spine. The dancing is just so darn graceful as well. Graceful, beautiful, passionate — I’d rather have to go through the pain (what pain?!) of learning the steps than do some bootie-shaking at a too crowded club with sweaty, half-naked bodies. Really, I’m not that horny.
Which reminds me; my face must be like an open book to people! One of these days I was walking in the mall, reading a funny note, and I guess I had a sheepishly stupid grin on my face, because an elderly lady with anticipating, smiling eyes suddenly grabbed my arm and asked; “Did you get a love letter?”
Ah, how sweet and funny.
Listening: Taylor Swift – Love Story
Reading: Marked by P. C. and Kristin Cast (Am. fantasy)
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