Friday, November 11, 2005

September 6, 1995

Delilah-

Hey. How's it goin party girl?? How's things? Meet anyone cool yet? (Besides Jason) Run into D. at all?

Things are good here. Work is just sh***y. Chris quit. That really sucks. I'm thinking about quitting. Also - there will be no seasonal dept heads this year! David Peachy told me personally!

I guess J. and S. still have that practice room thing goin on strong. They're kinda ABOVE me I guess. Whatever- So-how come G. got a phone call and I didn't???? Thanks for the postcared though. I was really suprised.

When are you going to come back for hte weekend? We HAVE to go out to the Whiskey or Trilogy or something - OK? No sneaking off with G. or something so you don't have time for anyone else. I'll get rid of D. for the night too so we'll have girls night out.

Well, write back soon. Have fun with all hot f****** long hairs! (long haired guys, it's just a dumb phrase we said in Florida)

See Ya-

March 14, 1996

Dear Delilah,
Thanks for the note. I'm glad to hear you are doing well. D. is doing fine too, although I think he'd settle for a little romance in his life if he could find some.
Since getting his first set of A's from Kent, D. has spoken of his need and some efforts to renew his relationship with you. At this time, he's under the impression that you don't & never will want him back. He's hurt and is even considering changing schools to put some distance between himself and you. I deep hoping he will fing ways to resolve his regret over losing you - and if possible even win you back if it's meant to be. I pray faithfully that everything will work out for the best. I can't help feeling that if the 2 of you could just get on the same wavelength for 30 minutes, you'd find you both still care a lot about each other. At least we can see he cares deeply for you, a caring that could mature if he had a chance and the time to work at it. He's had little experience at love. You may have been the one he'll be always sorry got away. If I had the magic and the wand, I'd make it okay again for you both.
Still thinking of you.

L.

September 5, 1995

Dear Delilah-
Great to hear from you. We wish you well at Kent. Sounds like you're off to a good start.
We've heard from D. several times by phone. He sounds snowed under by the load he has. He stayed at Kent State over Labor Day to catch up. I think he'll be a changed guy when he gets his first set of A's. Right now he's a bear. He's 5th chair cello and wants to be 1st. Has no concept of the honor to be sitting 5th and getting paid for it while many others probably never made it. When I call the phone just rings too, so we wait for him to call which thank God he has. We keep you inour thoughts and prayers along with our beloved son.
Hang in there.

L.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Sept. or Oct. 1995

Dear Delilah,
I hope you thought this joke was funny, because if not, you probably won't be writing my for a while. I thought it was d*** hilarious) So, anyway...How are you doing? I hope you're not studying too hard. As for myself, I've been really laid back with my studying lately. I hate Kent Stark, and after visiting the main campus Monday I am hating Stark even more. Kent Stark is basically high school with ashtrays. I want to get to the main campus as soon as possible. This Friday (Oct. 6) I'll be visiting Kent main again for some sort of careet day thing. Maybe I'll see you .

In all honesty (the joke put aside) I think it's too bad about what's going on between you and D. D. is a good friend of mine and I don't understand why he's being so cheesy, Oh well. I guess there is always that Jason (Chonko...ha ha) or big blond brother boyfriend or whatever the h*** his name is.

You know what? Holly was supposed to write me but I still haven't heard fromher. Ihave a feeling we won't get hooked up together. Last year when I was in high school I tried to get hooked up with her, but she gave me the big shaft. I gave her a dozen roses one night because she was in the school play, and the week later she wouldn't talk to me and started fooling around with some other guy. Holly is the biggest **** ****** in the world. I should have learned a lesson from what she did to me last year, but I still like her a lot. What 's wrong with me. I am obsessed with her. Holly, holly , holly, holly, holly, holly!!!

I have a funny story about S. Well, maybe not so funny for him... Well, okay it's not so funny. This girl that S was interested in named Devon pressed charges against S for "stalking" her. I guess one night S (like a big monkey a**) paged this girl like five times. I guess this girl didn't want to talk to him so the next day she told S to leave her alone. That same day (by coincidence, S says) S ended up going to the "Winking Lizard" and that girl Devon hapened to be there. I guess that's when she freaked out and pressed charges against him. Steve's real eldgy about the whole thing and is just a pain in the a** to be around now. I can't wait for the week to end.

Grandparent story telling time
The other day my grandpa couldn't find his false teeth. He was marching around the house yelling and howlering "I cna't find my d*** false teeth," And just as some company we had been expecting arrived, he stopped dead in his tracks, pulled his false teeth from his mouth and said "here they are" and held his teethe upin the air for all of our compaty too see. What a moron. He wasn't in the slightest embarrassed.

Your Letters are rad??? Keep writing okay?

I have to go away!!! You letters are sad. Keep wriing.

I have to go now to I hope to see or rear from you soon.

September 15, 1995

I would like to preface this post by saying in September 1995 I moved to Kent State University. That summer I had broken off my engagement to D.S. (see previous posts) and went a little wild. It didn't get much better when I got to Kent. I recieved a lot of letters from the friends I left behind.

D-
Pretty hectic 'round here. Lots of stuff goin' on. Work Sucks, Life Sucks, I'm broke, I'm tired, I'm lonely, my hairs falling out, my shoes don't fit, a red shirt got in with the whites, I coughed up dirt for 3 days. C. is too busy to practice, we're trying to learn new songs. I have writers block. Everyone's either mad at me or thinks I'm creepy, when all I really want to do is curl up into a shell and hide. I miss you, I miss T., I miss myself...I don't know what's real anymore. So, how've you been? Hope to see you soon!!!
I miss you.
G.