uandishi to You
I don't know what I'm going to do. It's been a whole week since Kaoru left for Europe to go study abroad. He wasn't going to be back for at least another 3 weeks to another 3 months! I can't survive without my twin, he's the only one who understands me on my level! He's the only one who knows what I'm think all the time! He's the one who helps me prank the boss!
Kaoru's just so far away, and he already told me that his counselor won't let him call anyone back home. Apparently, that 'takes away from the experience' au some bullshit like that. It's not fair, dammit!
As I ngumi, punch my mto like some 5-year-old, I realized something. The counselor didn't say anything about sending letters to each other. Plus, that'd be something like experiencing something from back in old time-y Europe, right? Right. I rushed over to our dawati and grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen.
Dear Jamie
I've got a letter I would like to send
I wrote Dear Kaoru, at the juu of the paper, feeling very pleased with myself for some reason. As I moved my hand to the inayofuata line of the lined stationary, I couldn't help but think what to write about.
It's lacking
Strings of words with punctuation at the ends
About ten dakika later, I was staring down at a poorly punctuated letter that took up the whole front side and three lines of the back side of the sheet of paper. As I read through it, I only saw three periods and an exclamation point. I knew I should've taken that extra literacy class when I had the chance. Oh well, I can send him this. Can't I?
Should I trust this dialect
To convey the right effect?
I balled up the sheet of paper and sighed as I ran my finger through my machungwa, chungwa hair. Honestly, how hard could this be? I've already been trying to write this one letter for a whole saa now! My other attempts are currently balled up in the small trash can beside the desk. I wonder how this'll turn out.
Dear Jamie
I've got some things I'd like to set in pen
I would have used a pencil
But lead's just not permanent
My ballpoint pen seemed to glide across the paper as an idea popped into my head. I would've used the number two pencil in the cup beside the paper, but I don't know. A pen just seemed a little zaidi special than some old, yellow pencil.
I grinned when I read the paper over again, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me. I think it's finished.
Should I trust my printer's ink
To express the things I think?
I was about to muhuri the letter and ask one of my maids to send it for me. But then, my eyes caught sight of the computer. Would Kaoru appreciate it zaidi if I sent him a typed letter? au what if the counselor caught sight of it first? Would he throw it away because it was typed? What if he threw away the pen version of it? I forgot on whether people in ancient Europe had ballpoint pens! I know they had feather pens, but I'm not about to go out and find a bird feather to write with. Dammit. uandishi letters is too goddamn hard. wewe better like this letter when wewe get it, Kaoru. If wewe get it.
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Well, that phone call could've gone better. I wonder if Haruhi has even written a letter before. I mean, honestly, none of that stuff she alisema even helped. Well, maybe the inside joke thing she alisema could help with this letter, but come on. It's a bunch of words on a piece of paper! I never thought that could be so hard!
Although, I am uandishi this to my one and only brother. And, I do upendo him a lot. Maybe I could tell him that in the letter. Yeah. I'll tell him how much I care for him and tell him about what's happened in this past week and I'll ask him some things and I'll…
Dear Jamie
This envelope will represent my heart
Well, I've finished it. And on juu of that, I've read it, reread it, and re-reread it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this letter. I sealed it in the envelope and smiled as I wrote the address on it and put a couple of stamps in the corner.
I'll muhuri it
Send it off
And wish it luck with it's depart
This stamp will be
Every action
It will carry my
Affection
Across the air, and land, and sea
I handed the envelope to one of the maids who was surprisingly already at my door. She must've heard me earlier when I was yelling about the difficulty of uandishi a letter and came to see what was wrong. Anyway, I put the letter in her hand and told her to put it in a mailbox. I think the nearest mailbox was about 10 miles away, but she took it anyway and curtsied.
Should I trust the postman's due
To deliver my moyo to you?
Something in my brain clicked, and I started to think again. What if the mailman was late? What if Kaoru wouldn't get my letter until it was too late?
"Wait!"
"Hm? Is something wrong, Master Hikaru?"
"Uh… um…" I fought for something to say. "Never mind. Don't put that letter in a mailbox."
"Oh. Well, where should I put it then, Master Hikaru?"
"Give it to Tanaka and tell him to deliver it."
She took a good look at the address and looked back to me with a puzzled expression. "To Europe, sir?"
"Yes."
She blinked then curtsied again and left me alone in the hallway. I went back to my room and sighed. Did I just do something stupid?
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes and
Other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
I sat at the dawati until the sun went down, staring out the window in hopes that my driver, Tanaka, would return soon. Deep down, though, I knew he wouldn't. Europe was thousands of miles away, and he'd only left about 6 hours ago. If I remembered anything from the times that he drove my mother to Europe and back, he wouldn't be back for at least another day.
I went to sleep at around 3 in the morning. It felt cold without Kaoru there. It made it hard to sleep. But, I hadn't slept in the past week and my body was tired. My last thought before I went to sleep was…
I hope wewe enjoy your letter, Kaoru…
Give wewe all I can
maua, ua and a hand
I hope this makes wewe see
Signed
Sincerely me
END
I don't know what I'm going to do. It's been a whole week since Kaoru left for Europe to go study abroad. He wasn't going to be back for at least another 3 weeks to another 3 months! I can't survive without my twin, he's the only one who understands me on my level! He's the only one who knows what I'm think all the time! He's the one who helps me prank the boss!
Kaoru's just so far away, and he already told me that his counselor won't let him call anyone back home. Apparently, that 'takes away from the experience' au some bullshit like that. It's not fair, dammit!
As I ngumi, punch my mto like some 5-year-old, I realized something. The counselor didn't say anything about sending letters to each other. Plus, that'd be something like experiencing something from back in old time-y Europe, right? Right. I rushed over to our dawati and grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen.
Dear Jamie
I've got a letter I would like to send
I wrote Dear Kaoru, at the juu of the paper, feeling very pleased with myself for some reason. As I moved my hand to the inayofuata line of the lined stationary, I couldn't help but think what to write about.
It's lacking
Strings of words with punctuation at the ends
About ten dakika later, I was staring down at a poorly punctuated letter that took up the whole front side and three lines of the back side of the sheet of paper. As I read through it, I only saw three periods and an exclamation point. I knew I should've taken that extra literacy class when I had the chance. Oh well, I can send him this. Can't I?
Should I trust this dialect
To convey the right effect?
I balled up the sheet of paper and sighed as I ran my finger through my machungwa, chungwa hair. Honestly, how hard could this be? I've already been trying to write this one letter for a whole saa now! My other attempts are currently balled up in the small trash can beside the desk. I wonder how this'll turn out.
Dear Jamie
I've got some things I'd like to set in pen
I would have used a pencil
But lead's just not permanent
My ballpoint pen seemed to glide across the paper as an idea popped into my head. I would've used the number two pencil in the cup beside the paper, but I don't know. A pen just seemed a little zaidi special than some old, yellow pencil.
I grinned when I read the paper over again, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me. I think it's finished.
Should I trust my printer's ink
To express the things I think?
I was about to muhuri the letter and ask one of my maids to send it for me. But then, my eyes caught sight of the computer. Would Kaoru appreciate it zaidi if I sent him a typed letter? au what if the counselor caught sight of it first? Would he throw it away because it was typed? What if he threw away the pen version of it? I forgot on whether people in ancient Europe had ballpoint pens! I know they had feather pens, but I'm not about to go out and find a bird feather to write with. Dammit. uandishi letters is too goddamn hard. wewe better like this letter when wewe get it, Kaoru. If wewe get it.
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Well, that phone call could've gone better. I wonder if Haruhi has even written a letter before. I mean, honestly, none of that stuff she alisema even helped. Well, maybe the inside joke thing she alisema could help with this letter, but come on. It's a bunch of words on a piece of paper! I never thought that could be so hard!
Although, I am uandishi this to my one and only brother. And, I do upendo him a lot. Maybe I could tell him that in the letter. Yeah. I'll tell him how much I care for him and tell him about what's happened in this past week and I'll ask him some things and I'll…
Dear Jamie
This envelope will represent my heart
Well, I've finished it. And on juu of that, I've read it, reread it, and re-reread it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this letter. I sealed it in the envelope and smiled as I wrote the address on it and put a couple of stamps in the corner.
I'll muhuri it
Send it off
And wish it luck with it's depart
This stamp will be
Every action
It will carry my
Affection
Across the air, and land, and sea
I handed the envelope to one of the maids who was surprisingly already at my door. She must've heard me earlier when I was yelling about the difficulty of uandishi a letter and came to see what was wrong. Anyway, I put the letter in her hand and told her to put it in a mailbox. I think the nearest mailbox was about 10 miles away, but she took it anyway and curtsied.
Should I trust the postman's due
To deliver my moyo to you?
Something in my brain clicked, and I started to think again. What if the mailman was late? What if Kaoru wouldn't get my letter until it was too late?
"Wait!"
"Hm? Is something wrong, Master Hikaru?"
"Uh… um…" I fought for something to say. "Never mind. Don't put that letter in a mailbox."
"Oh. Well, where should I put it then, Master Hikaru?"
"Give it to Tanaka and tell him to deliver it."
She took a good look at the address and looked back to me with a puzzled expression. "To Europe, sir?"
"Yes."
She blinked then curtsied again and left me alone in the hallway. I went back to my room and sighed. Did I just do something stupid?
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes and
Other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
I sat at the dawati until the sun went down, staring out the window in hopes that my driver, Tanaka, would return soon. Deep down, though, I knew he wouldn't. Europe was thousands of miles away, and he'd only left about 6 hours ago. If I remembered anything from the times that he drove my mother to Europe and back, he wouldn't be back for at least another day.
I went to sleep at around 3 in the morning. It felt cold without Kaoru there. It made it hard to sleep. But, I hadn't slept in the past week and my body was tired. My last thought before I went to sleep was…
I hope wewe enjoy your letter, Kaoru…
Give wewe all I can
maua, ua and a hand
I hope this makes wewe see
Signed
Sincerely me
END
uandishi to You
I don't know what I'm going to do. It's been a whole week since Kaoru left for Europe to go study abroad. He wasn't going to be back for at least another 3 weeks to another 3 months! I can't survive without my twin, he's the only one who understands me on my level! He's the only one who knows what I'm think all the time! He's the one who helps me prank the boss!
Kaoru's just so far away, and he already told me that his counselor won't let him call anyone back home. Apparently, that 'takes away from the experience' au some bullshit like that. It's not fair, dammit!
As I ngumi, punch my mto like some 5-year-old, I realized something. The counselor didn't say anything about sending letters to each other. Plus, that'd be something like experiencing something from back in old time-y Europe, right? Right. I rushed over to our dawati and grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen.
Dear Jamie
I've got a letter I would like to send
I wrote Dear Kaoru, at the juu of the paper, feeling very pleased with myself for some reason. As I moved my hand to the inayofuata line of the lined stationary, I couldn't help but think what to write about.
It's lacking
Strings of words with punctuation at the ends
About ten dakika later, I was staring down at a poorly punctuated letter that took up the whole front side and three lines of the back side of the sheet of paper. As I read through it, I only saw three periods and an exclamation point. I knew I should've taken that extra literacy class when I had the chance. Oh well, I can send him this. Can't I?
Should I trust this dialect
To convey the right effect?
I balled up the sheet of paper and sighed as I ran my finger through my machungwa, chungwa hair. Honestly, how hard could this be? I've already been trying to write this one letter for a whole saa now! My other attempts are currently balled up in the small trash can beside the desk. I wonder how this'll turn out.
Dear Jamie
I've got some things I'd like to set in pen
I would have used a pencil
But lead's just not permanent
My ballpoint pen seemed to glide across the paper as an idea popped into my head. I would've used the number two pencil in the cup beside the paper, but I don't know. A pen just seemed a little zaidi special than some old, yellow pencil.
I grinned when I read the paper over again, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me. I think it's finished.
Should I trust my printer's ink
To express the things I think?
I was about to muhuri the letter and ask one of my maids to send it for me. But then, my eyes caught sight of the computer. Would Kaoru appreciate it zaidi if I sent him a typed letter? au what if the counselor caught sight of it first? Would he throw it away because it was typed? What if he threw away the pen version of it? I forgot on whether people in ancient Europe had ballpoint pens! I know they had feather pens, but I'm not about to go out and find a bird feather to write with. Dammit. uandishi letters is too goddamn hard. wewe better like this letter when wewe get it, Kaoru. If wewe get it.
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Well, that phone call could've gone better. I wonder if Haruhi has even written a letter before. I mean, honestly, none of that stuff she alisema even helped. Well, maybe the inside joke thing she alisema could help with this letter, but come on. It's a bunch of words on a piece of paper! I never thought that could be so hard!
Although, I am uandishi this to my one and only brother. And, I do upendo him a lot. Maybe I could tell him that in the letter. Yeah. I'll tell him how much I care for him and tell him about what's happened in this past week and I'll ask him some things and I'll…
Dear Jamie
This envelope will represent my heart
Well, I've finished it. And on juu of that, I've read it, reread it, and re-reread it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this letter. I sealed it in the envelope and smiled as I wrote the address on it and put a couple of stamps in the corner.
I'll muhuri it
Send it off
And wish it luck with it's depart
This stamp will be
Every action
It will carry my
Affection
Across the air, and land, and sea
I handed the envelope to one of the maids who was surprisingly already at my door. She must've heard me earlier when I was yelling about the difficulty of uandishi a letter and came to see what was wrong. Anyway, I put the letter in her hand and told her to put it in a mailbox. I think the nearest mailbox was about 10 miles away, but she took it anyway and curtsied.
Should I trust the postman's due
To deliver my moyo to you?
Something in my brain clicked, and I started to think again. What if the mailman was late? What if Kaoru wouldn't get my letter until it was too late?
"Wait!"
"Hm? Is something wrong, Master Hikaru?"
"Uh… um…" I fought for something to say. "Never mind. Don't put that letter in a mailbox."
"Oh. Well, where should I put it then, Master Hikaru?"
"Give it to Tanaka and tell him to deliver it."
She took a good look at the address and looked back to me with a puzzled expression. "To Europe, sir?"
"Yes."
She blinked then curtsied again and left me alone in the hallway. I went back to my room and sighed. Did I just do something stupid?
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes and
Other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
I sat at the dawati until the sun went down, staring out the window in hopes that my driver, Tanaka, would return soon. Deep down, though, I knew he wouldn't. Europe was thousands of miles away, and he'd only left about 6 hours ago. If I remembered anything from the times that he drove my mother to Europe and back, he wouldn't be back for at least another day.
I went to sleep at around 3 in the morning. It felt cold without Kaoru there. It made it hard to sleep. But, I hadn't slept in the past week and my body was tired. My last thought before I went to sleep was…
I hope wewe enjoy your letter, Kaoru…
Give wewe all I can
maua, ua and a hand
I hope this makes wewe see
Signed
Sincerely me
END
I don't know what I'm going to do. It's been a whole week since Kaoru left for Europe to go study abroad. He wasn't going to be back for at least another 3 weeks to another 3 months! I can't survive without my twin, he's the only one who understands me on my level! He's the only one who knows what I'm think all the time! He's the one who helps me prank the boss!
Kaoru's just so far away, and he already told me that his counselor won't let him call anyone back home. Apparently, that 'takes away from the experience' au some bullshit like that. It's not fair, dammit!
As I ngumi, punch my mto like some 5-year-old, I realized something. The counselor didn't say anything about sending letters to each other. Plus, that'd be something like experiencing something from back in old time-y Europe, right? Right. I rushed over to our dawati and grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen.
Dear Jamie
I've got a letter I would like to send
I wrote Dear Kaoru, at the juu of the paper, feeling very pleased with myself for some reason. As I moved my hand to the inayofuata line of the lined stationary, I couldn't help but think what to write about.
It's lacking
Strings of words with punctuation at the ends
About ten dakika later, I was staring down at a poorly punctuated letter that took up the whole front side and three lines of the back side of the sheet of paper. As I read through it, I only saw three periods and an exclamation point. I knew I should've taken that extra literacy class when I had the chance. Oh well, I can send him this. Can't I?
Should I trust this dialect
To convey the right effect?
I balled up the sheet of paper and sighed as I ran my finger through my machungwa, chungwa hair. Honestly, how hard could this be? I've already been trying to write this one letter for a whole saa now! My other attempts are currently balled up in the small trash can beside the desk. I wonder how this'll turn out.
Dear Jamie
I've got some things I'd like to set in pen
I would have used a pencil
But lead's just not permanent
My ballpoint pen seemed to glide across the paper as an idea popped into my head. I would've used the number two pencil in the cup beside the paper, but I don't know. A pen just seemed a little zaidi special than some old, yellow pencil.
I grinned when I read the paper over again, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me. I think it's finished.
Should I trust my printer's ink
To express the things I think?
I was about to muhuri the letter and ask one of my maids to send it for me. But then, my eyes caught sight of the computer. Would Kaoru appreciate it zaidi if I sent him a typed letter? au what if the counselor caught sight of it first? Would he throw it away because it was typed? What if he threw away the pen version of it? I forgot on whether people in ancient Europe had ballpoint pens! I know they had feather pens, but I'm not about to go out and find a bird feather to write with. Dammit. uandishi letters is too goddamn hard. wewe better like this letter when wewe get it, Kaoru. If wewe get it.
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Well, that phone call could've gone better. I wonder if Haruhi has even written a letter before. I mean, honestly, none of that stuff she alisema even helped. Well, maybe the inside joke thing she alisema could help with this letter, but come on. It's a bunch of words on a piece of paper! I never thought that could be so hard!
Although, I am uandishi this to my one and only brother. And, I do upendo him a lot. Maybe I could tell him that in the letter. Yeah. I'll tell him how much I care for him and tell him about what's happened in this past week and I'll ask him some things and I'll…
Dear Jamie
This envelope will represent my heart
Well, I've finished it. And on juu of that, I've read it, reread it, and re-reread it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this letter. I sealed it in the envelope and smiled as I wrote the address on it and put a couple of stamps in the corner.
I'll muhuri it
Send it off
And wish it luck with it's depart
This stamp will be
Every action
It will carry my
Affection
Across the air, and land, and sea
I handed the envelope to one of the maids who was surprisingly already at my door. She must've heard me earlier when I was yelling about the difficulty of uandishi a letter and came to see what was wrong. Anyway, I put the letter in her hand and told her to put it in a mailbox. I think the nearest mailbox was about 10 miles away, but she took it anyway and curtsied.
Should I trust the postman's due
To deliver my moyo to you?
Something in my brain clicked, and I started to think again. What if the mailman was late? What if Kaoru wouldn't get my letter until it was too late?
"Wait!"
"Hm? Is something wrong, Master Hikaru?"
"Uh… um…" I fought for something to say. "Never mind. Don't put that letter in a mailbox."
"Oh. Well, where should I put it then, Master Hikaru?"
"Give it to Tanaka and tell him to deliver it."
She took a good look at the address and looked back to me with a puzzled expression. "To Europe, sir?"
"Yes."
She blinked then curtsied again and left me alone in the hallway. I went back to my room and sighed. Did I just do something stupid?
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes
And other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
Every page
I tried my best to
Think of something
To contest with
Inside jokes and
Other folks who've
Got much zaidi to say
I sat at the dawati until the sun went down, staring out the window in hopes that my driver, Tanaka, would return soon. Deep down, though, I knew he wouldn't. Europe was thousands of miles away, and he'd only left about 6 hours ago. If I remembered anything from the times that he drove my mother to Europe and back, he wouldn't be back for at least another day.
I went to sleep at around 3 in the morning. It felt cold without Kaoru there. It made it hard to sleep. But, I hadn't slept in the past week and my body was tired. My last thought before I went to sleep was…
I hope wewe enjoy your letter, Kaoru…
Give wewe all I can
maua, ua and a hand
I hope this makes wewe see
Signed
Sincerely me
END