Dear Emily,
I hope that when you're in high school, you join activities. I hope that you go out on a limb and find things that you like, you know? For example, if the creative writing club is still around by then, I hope you join it. Seeing as you'll almost definitely still like creative writing when you're in high school, right?
I hope you do things for you and not for other people.
Mostly I hope that by the time you're in high school, you have good friends. Not good as in friends that you're close to, but actually good friends. Friends that treat you right and who you love and stuff. Basically, I hope you find your Laura. Look for people who like the same things as you and who immediately get your sense of humor and you'll be on the right track hahah.
Also, congrats on winning first place in Minnesota for your skating team! To put in perspective for future Emily the time that I'm writing this.
Buh Bye! Love,
Hayley
Friday, February 4, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
On fakes.
Let me tell you something girl. When people are being cryptic at you, or fake, kick them to the curb. It is so not worth your time to deal with people who aren't being their true selves to you, and it shouldn't be up to you to figure out what they actually are saying to you every time they speak.
Example: there was a girl who I thought was my friend for two years, and then I found out a few months ago that she has hated me since my freshman year (before I knew her at all) because I COMPLETELY UNKNOWINGLY stole her date to winter formal. She was nice to me that whole time, but also, since then. She still pretends like we're friends.
God that makes me so mad. Tell me if someone ever treats you like that, okay? Because I'll set the chick straight.
Dear Emily,
If everything goes according to plan, by the time you find this blog I'll be at college. If I'm not at college, then I'm just a cheesy romantic.
In December of 2010 I came up with this idea because I was thinking about how while you're going through some of your most tumultuous and terrible and also awesome years, I will not be there. Maybe I'm just romanticizing our relationship, but I would like to think that you'll miss my presence as much as I'll miss you.
And I want to be there for you when you grow up and become a person, which you are not at this point. Becoming a person happens around when you're likeeee a sophomore in high school.
But anyways, I figured that since I won't be there all the time for you to ask for my advice, or for me to give you my advice even when you don't want it, I'll write a blog for you to read when you need a little dose of sisterly love.
On here I'll post personal stories with morals and crap that maybe will give you some sense of direction, or make you laugh, or make you cringe at how silly I am. Either way, I'll miss you a lot, and I hope you take the time to read this.
I guess I just thought it would be something cute to do.
Love, Hayley
In December of 2010 I came up with this idea because I was thinking about how while you're going through some of your most tumultuous and terrible and also awesome years, I will not be there. Maybe I'm just romanticizing our relationship, but I would like to think that you'll miss my presence as much as I'll miss you.
And I want to be there for you when you grow up and become a person, which you are not at this point. Becoming a person happens around when you're likeeee a sophomore in high school.
But anyways, I figured that since I won't be there all the time for you to ask for my advice, or for me to give you my advice even when you don't want it, I'll write a blog for you to read when you need a little dose of sisterly love.
On here I'll post personal stories with morals and crap that maybe will give you some sense of direction, or make you laugh, or make you cringe at how silly I am. Either way, I'll miss you a lot, and I hope you take the time to read this.
I guess I just thought it would be something cute to do.
Love, Hayley
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