Erm, Lucy of the future...
First things first, how does it feel to be so close to eighteen? Can you taste the wonderful sensation of handing over your ID with no hesitation, no fear? How does it feel to never have to rely on your friends to buy you a packet of fags again?
Or, y'know, are you freaking out about old age? That mid-teen crisis is long overdue, after all... or have you already had it?
Which brings me to this: what wonderful theories have you come up with now? Still over-thinking? Still cursing oestrogen for dying when you need it most? Still obsessing over the size of your arse?
Did you pass, then? Doing your A-levels, right?
Or did they kick you out?
Still at home? Or did that place work out? Or somewhere else? Or, y'know, is it sofa-to-sofa until your friend of the moment "turns against you"?
How much do you weigh, by the way?
Still bouncing between 6 and 7? Still unsure of what you want in life, or if you even want it... ? Given up on trying to find a meaning to everything? Or are you still chugging along, trying to decipher the point, failing... crying about it?
How's your mum? Do you even know?
And your dad? He's still a temperamental bastard? He still jumps in and out of that van, smokes too much, swears too much? Does he still do those bloody SuDokus? He hasn't attempted to con CityLink, has he? And if he has, how's life going for him in the Dominican Republic? Or, erm, jail...
Your sister? How's she? Still your father's biggest mistake, or have you over-taken that privilege?
And your friends? You still have those things, right?
You still care about them, yes? You still care about people?
No drug overdoses, suicide attempts, A&E admissions, murderous rampages, sectioning under the mental health act?
Still dying your hair red?
Any new piercings?
Still an enigma on all levels?
Still smoking like a chimney?
Still drinking more coffee than anyone should ever think about consuming?
And sweetener... the prices haven't gone up, have they?
You haven't had any terrible adverse reactions?
You were doing one 70g jar a day in early '08... what about now? Are scientists analysing your brain in the hopes of discovering the side effects of long term aspartame abuse?
I worry about you,
I guess a lot can happen in a year...
*Love and kissies*
Luci(fer)
January 7th, 2008 at 07:51am