As you can already tell, I’m fantastic at writing letters. FAAAAAAAANTASTIC. 

As you can already tell, your present is late.

As you can already tell, I’m trying to reassure you that it will be worth the way. Kinda sorta maybe - but on the really really bright side, I gave you a hint that you don’t understand. One day, it’ll all fall into place…I hope. :l

I’m so tired. I usually have a lot to blab about but I guess not today. Or lately. Or at all. 

We need to have a fourth period lunch reunion for Zara’s birthday.

We should work on something creative together for fun. I wish Seeker’s wasn’t the same day as Art Club. ]: ‘Cus then we could at least sit and chill for a bit. 

I’m tired and that’s all I can say or think about. It’s more of a mental thing than a physical thing, I suppose. Oh, and I swam four events today at the meet against Tottenville since we didn’t have enough people. 

Omg I hate everything. I’m so tired. 

I need to figure out how to study for SAT’s and AP’s and SATII’s. Can I die yet. And I need to make an art portfolio. Why do I have so many things to do. So depressing.

LOVE, SAM.

I think if I felt better, this would’ve turned out a lot nicer. Another day, another day perhaps.