What if the movie sucks letter.

Dear X,

This should be the last batch of Paris/London/KL pictures I’m sending over.

I’ve been doing absolutely NOTHING recently, other than meeting up with some old friends for dinner and reading Bleach in bed all day. I’m such a geek, it’s not even funny.

I’ve been thinking about the upcoming move a lot. Frankly, I’m scared yet excited, but also sad to leave everything behind. Mom, friends (the ones that haven’t left yet), and you. It’s so inevitable though, this has been my dream since God knows when.

I received some bad news recently- Shu can’t seem to break her lease. We were thinking of possibly renting a two-roomer together on the east side (Stuyvesant Town thanks to the recommendation of Val), but I guess that’s not happening. Mom wants me to look into getting my own studio flat, but it’s hard since I’m not even in town to look at the places. It’s ok, since I already do have a room in another apartment, but the room is TINY. I thought I might be able to fit a double bed in there but I reckon it’s probably impossible since it’ll take up half or 3/4 of my room space. Sucks.

Everything will be ok…

Love,
May