I would love to major in aerospace engineering, because it would be so exciting to design vehicles used in space, but I think I’ll major in art because my dad says it’s a useless degree and I want to annoy him. Plus, the art programs are a lot easier to get into.
Have you been to any sports events or Broadway shows there? If I lived in New York City I don’t think I’d be able to sleep because there’d be so many things I’d want to do, like go to all the museums and shows and nightclubs. We have some nightclubs around here, but they’re full of weird people and smell like cat urine.
Sincerely,
Glory
March 27, 2012
Dear Glory,
So all the nightclubs smell like cat urine, or the people that go to them do? If it’s the second one, maybe they’re all wearing the same cheap cologne. I don’t really have a ton of time or money to go do extra stuff here, and there’s plenty going on in my dorm and on campus, but I did go to a Knicks game with some friends a few months ago. It was awesome to see Madison Square Garden, and I fantasized about playing a concert there one day.
I get that you don’t like your dad very much right now, but you should really major in what you want to. I wouldn’t decide the trajectory of my life on trying to irritate someone. And designing space vehicles sounds awesome.
Last week my roommate bought a new video game, something about war and dragons, and he’s been playing it day and night for days, and I am so tired. I hope he’s not still doing this when we have finals. How have things been with your roommate? Does she keep you up at night?
That’s cool that you’re learning Krav Maga, but it seems a little intense. I wouldn’t want to come across you on the street in the middle of the night.
Bye,
Collin
May 2, 2012
Dear Collin,
I think I’m probably the one who keeps my roommate up all night. I’ve been reading about SpaceX, they’re preparingto launch to the International Space Station, and I’ve been doing all this research and watching videos and I get so caught up in it that I don’t realize it’s three or four in the morning. Someday they might even launch civilians into space, which would be incredible. I might be able to go to space without having to be an astronaut. I shouldn’t be spending time on this, though. I should be studying for finals.
My roommate has been fine for the most part, except that she makes fried food all the time. A couple weeks ago she made doughnuts and my clothes smelled like it for days. It wasn’t the worst way to smell, I just felt a little self conscious about bringing the aroma of stale breakfast into class with me.
Are you going to go back to Chicago for the summer or will you stay in New York? I’m going to stay with my mom in her apartment most of the time. I’m excited about spending time with her, I’ve missed her.
What if you did actually just randomly meet me on the street? What would you do?
Sincerely,
Glory
Chapter Eleven: Sophomore Year
June 10, 2012
Dear Glory,
I am back in Chicago for the summer, and it’s fine, but it’s weird. I had all this freedom and independence and now I feel like a little kid again, having to obey all of my parent’s rules. It’s not like I want to go out and do a bunch of crazy stuff, but it’s annoying to have a curfew. And I constantly feel like I’m missing something in New York.
I’m working at the grocery store again, and I’m glad, because otherwise I would be bored out of my mind. I get together with some of my old friends from high school and we play music or hang out sometimes, but for the most part it’s just work. How about you? How is it being at your mom’s place?
Sorry that you smelled like doughnuts for a few days. Now, if you had smelled like bacon, that would be completely different. Guys would be hitting on you left and right. I think the smell of bacon can turn a guy on faster than anything else. Not that you need help with attracting guys.
If I saw you on the street I would probably stare at you and think,that looks like Glory Parker. And then after we’d passed each other I would think,thatwasGlory Parker!And I would go back and look for you but I wouldn’t be able to find you. And then I would go home and write to you to tell you that I saw on you on the street.
Bye,
Collin
July 29, 2012
