Almost:

This came in the mail today:

This letter was written on October 26th, 2008, while I was attending Key Leading Weekend in Bourbon, Missouri. At the end of the event, they ask you to write a letter, which they will take, keep, and mail to you six months from the date you wrote it. It’s no secret that October was one of the hardest months of my life, so I hope you enjoy this little glimpse of me, six months ago. I know I did.
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Rena,
This weekend was amazing. Six months from now, when you will next be reading this, things will be a lot different. You’ll be an eighteen-year-old, for one, and about to finish up your senior year. I hope you never forget how you felt today.
I know the last 5 months have been hard for you, and the next six will be difficult, but always remember that there is hope. You can pull through anything. You can always feel alive and genuine.
How’s Madi? I hope you’re still in love with her. And Haley? Malissie? Dennis? Brandi?
Did you win NaNoWriMo? I know you did. 50,000 words is something you’re more than capable of.
Do you still write about Will and Delaney? About Delaney? How are they? Tell them I love them.
Love always,
Rena.

Beginnings of my Senior Tile:

"it's hannah montana, geez."

frailasbreath: if i get another miley cyrus song in my head
frailasbreath: i'll be pissed
shipwreck galaxy: it's hannah montana
shipwreck galaxy: get it right haley
shipwreck galaxy: geez
frailasbreath: ..are you fucking kidding me
shipwreck galaxy: not at all.

IT'S A MATH THING. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY

Alexa's cake, partically decorated by moi. Candles because of our love of math.

This is a very.......special person in my life

three things you probably knew about me but don't know why it's important to me:

1) I'm a tutor.
And no, I don't mean in the "I sit down and help my little brother with homework because my parents make me" kind of way either. I mean, I take time out of my day to go and help with a kindergarten class and a first grade class. That means there's approximately fourty kids that I help. And let me tell you, there's NOTHING in the world like spending fifteen minutes with a child struggling over a word in a book or a math problem, and after awhile looking up and saying "oh, I get it!!" Nothing in the world because you feel so damn good about yourself.

2) I'm a volunteer.
Another one of those things I do not just to benefit myself, but to help the world as well. I do it a lot through Key Club, and the last thing I did was working at the community center. The first Thursday of every month, our community center does a food distribution. They hand out food to families in need, and twice a year Key Club helps out. I love it. It's hard work, lifting heavy boxes and trying to keep up with the others pushing the carts. It's exhausting. But I'd do it every day if I could.

3) I'm an artist.
There's hardly any feeling I have that compares to how I feel when I pour myself into art. Whether it be a painting, a drawing, a photo, or a new story, I can emerse myself into this creation, and I make it a part of me. It's one sure way to wrap myself up in my thoughts. And that's always a good thing.