Your Early June Update

Dear Violet and Allegra,

As usual, I've attempted many times to write letters to you and never complete them. You'd think I'd go back to finishing them, but I don't as I can't fabricate the same energy as I wrote them in the moment. It's a terrible feature, considering I enjoy drama and that requires fabricating certain energies, but it's the same as trying to explain why I'm not as outgoing as other drama kids.

Tangent aside, I've gotten down to writing this letter because I have that vibe to write. Last time I wrote I was still in rehearsals for West Side (I also don't believe we even finished blocking the show. How time flies), and now it's been a full month since our closing night. I'm not as depressed as I was a couple of weeks ago. If I was still depressed post-show pessimistic Marian writing this you wouldn't be able to read words you are familiar with (Hell, it would be unreadable at all). The Marian writing this has also ordered her ball dress after a cursed journey of indecisiveness, and she's also in the process of curating her overall look and going overboard with accessories (Rumor has it she's going for a headchain). At the moment she's writing in the middle of a rainy lunchtime, accompanied by her friends talking about games.

I'm also incredibly quiet compared to them. Apart from my fingers tapping obnoxiously on the keyboard, I'm as silent as a mouse. Occasionally interrupted by my friend too, but I don't mind. All I'm looking forward to nowadays is the ball. I don't have a date, never had one to begin with either. I'm just excited to decorate myself with accessories and get ready with my friends. It's a nice mood to be in, as afterward I'll probably have nothing to look forward to afterward apart from getting closer to graduating secondary school. Applying for university is also terrifying me, however. I hope the next time I write to you I would have found solace and calm.

All my love,
Marian

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