7.2

Hey, again,

You might be shocked to see two entire emails from me. I too am shocked at myself. I can't believe I'm sending you two emails. I mean, it's not like you sent me two emails and I have to do the exact same thing. Then again, you're making me do things I never thought I'd do. 

It's both cool and scary. Big kudos to you, Nate. 

I can't really remember what I sent you in the last email, but I remember this comment you made though. You said that, you'd be fine just talking about random nonsense like the weather. I'd rather you take a shotgun and end my life, seriously. If you really like talking to me, and would want to keep talking to me, then please, no small talk about the weather and things that don't really matter.

Doing that is almost as effective as murdering me with an actual weapon. I'd die of boredom. 

Okay, since that is covered( I mean it, dude), I'm going to just write random rubbish, like you did in your letter( it's not a bad thing, btw). Forget the fact that I called it rubbish.  

Clearly, we are quite different. And anyone would be able to tell this if they asked us a few couple questions. When I read your letter, I could only shake my head because I don't think I've met someone that's so different from me. 

I do have a favorite everything. Well, minus a favorite novel. I'd read a book today, call it my favorite in the world, only to do the exact same thing to the next book I read. It's ridiculous, I know. 

I think I mentioned this in one of my emails, but my favorite color is black( if I have sent you this before, just take it as a reminder.) Favorite food is meat( sometimes, I wonder how vegetarians survive, but if they're okay that way, then I guess I can't do anything about it), favorite book turned movie is, "Five Feet Apart"( and no, it's not because Cole Sprouse was the leading male character). Favorite song is....wait, I don't think I have a favorite song actually. I like any song that speaks to me. Favorite TV show used to be The Originals ( I don't really watch TV anymore), favorite singer is well, a cross between Perrie Edwards and Alessia Cara. I also started listening to Faouzia, and her voice is just wonderful. 

I love lots of singers, but the songs sang by the ones I listed above easily catch my attention more than others. 

My favorite pastime ( like I said, I can't remember if I've sent you any of this before), is reading. I also love to write( you know this too),sing and goof off. I can't really dance, but I love to move my body. Oh, and I stress eat. Junk food, usually either pizza or icecream or both, if possible, are my go-tos when I want to stress eat. I like to tell my dad that, at that moment, they're the only things that can save me from being depressed. I'm not fat actually ( you should also know this since you've seen my pictures before). 

Speaking of...when am I going to see one of yours? It's not exactly fair that I have not the slightest clue as to what you look like, at least. I still think you're an old psycho, but that happens a few times, and that's when I start over thinking

P.S, you wouldn't want to see me overthink, really. I'm literally a character from these adolescent novels like "diary of a wimpy kid" or "dork diaries."

I once thought that eating way too much salad all the time would turn your poop green. Not recently...I can't remember when, but I was prolly starting out in middle school. Long story cut short, now I rarely eat salad. Veggies, sure, but the whole package...no. The thought of green poop disgusts me on levels I didn't know existed. 

I'm starting to say meaningless things now, sorry. I'd have erased everything I just typed out, but you need to understand the kind of girl you're talking to. I'm what you'd term, a weirdo. I can act normal, but once I'm comfortable enough with you, then, lets just say, if you're not into anything "extra," I'd prolly freak you out. 

Though I really need to see you. Or at least you'd describe you to me, so I'd least have an idea of how you look like. If you ask me, you're tall, straight, white teeth(aka killer smile), blond hair with green eyes, and some freckles, I guess. Tell me how right my guess was. 

You also said something about how your life would probably be in forty years time...I really don't know how mine would be. I just hope I'm a fulfilled writer at that time, and I'm not struggling with much. I don't know if I'd get married...but I do know I'm getting a pet. 

Sigh. If only I could actually get a tiger. It would be beyond wonderful. Why does life tend to deprive us from the best?

Okay, what else? Em....oh yeah. I'm an only child, and I love it that way. Really. It's not about having all the attention on me or anything, I just don't see myself having a sibling. They're born to intrude in your personal space, and I'm too young to go to prison. A younger sibling would bug the heck outta me, while an older one would boss me around. Maybe I'd like having a twin, but it's got to be a guy though. Then we won't have to match every single time. An there'd be less comparison. 

I'm not even sure I should be telling you this, but I have never had a crush before. Well, at least I've not crushed on someone I can actually have before. I usually crush on celebrities and the like, not on any guy I've seen face to face. Or girl. I've just never had a real crush before. 

Besides, I do have friends. Two, in fact. I'm not a loner or anything( I know I appear to be), but I like knowing I have people I can count on if need be. One's a guy, while the other is a girl. She's just like your average girl, and probably the only reason I don't go out looking like a hobo. But there are some boundaries she can't cross though. Like this one day, she bought me a dress( it was really nice, but I don't like wearing dresses...I hardly wear them). And, like getting me a gift I'd keep in the back of my closet wasn't enough, she told me it would mean a lot if I wore it to school the next day. 

Let's just say, I had to keep the peace between us by offering to buy her her favorite smoothie for a week. I'd have done it for a month even, as long as I wouldn't have had to wear that dress. 

 

The guy is just as cool( I snickered here) as I am, I guess. He's the smart one in our trio, and Lord knows I won't know squat in math without him. He's also into sports, so that's another level we connect on. Janet( my girl friend), won't and can't play sports even if she was paid a million bucks to. She writes too though, like I do, which is the only thing we have in common. And if you think I'm cute, then you really need to see Janet. I'm sure I'd envy her if I was into all that girly stuff. 

Oh, and one huge secret. Matt( my guy friend) has a crush on Janet. He didn't tell me , but it's really obvious. Either that, or he's really partial towards her. But like I said, I can tell. He tries to hide it though. He just doesn't know I have the eyes of a hawk. 

I actually have huge eyes. Thank God I'm bespectacled. 

Wait, what? No more talking from me. I've probably bored you to death at this point. Remember to send a picture. 

Byee. 

Emma.