Letters to Electra - Inspired by the Wolff Brothers

8/10/14

Dear Electra,

I am at the public library with my noisy laptop and you. I'm listening to the 'Naked Brothers Band' as always since last week. I think I'm over 'Boy Meets World' and 'Girl Meets World' now because instead I am 'sacrificing' my life to the NBB & Nat Wolff.
I have been writing so many (well, if you consider 4) songs inspired by the NBB. This is the first song I've written inspired from them, it's entitled 'A Connection Was Made' and is based on a letter:

I will try to converse 
to an anti-slack
about our secret desires
and entering perilous tracks.

This chap knew how to live 
he was smart, sporty and charming.
But underneath it all
was a vision full of harming
(was a vision full of harming)

A connection was made
between the two of us
both scared, frightened & startled
but neither surprised, blushing or puzzled.
We knew a today
that a connection was made 
(a connection was made)

The depression departed
and contentment started
I look at the past 
remembering at long last
the sun found us all

A connection was made
between the two of us
both scared, frightened & startled
but neither surprised, blushing or puzzled.
We knew a today
that a connection was made 
(a connection was made)

Flash forward to the day

the day that exclaimed 'yay'

we found each other leading a powerful life

A connection was made
between the two of us
both scared, frightened & startled
but neither surprised, blushing or puzzled.
We knew a today
that a connection was made 
(a connection was made) (2x)

I asked my mother for a song theme last night and she replied with "being virtuous." I haven't finished it yet, but here's what I have written as the first verse and pre-chorus:

Lead a life full of hope

lead a life full of love

and you'll figure it out

remember what Ben said:

"Eat not dullness; drink not to elevation."

And a true life is what you'll take hold of

While you weep or mourn,

know that this will be over soon.

I think that was the most hippie-sounding song I'd imagine writing. No surprise that I feel hippy every day.
Okay, enough about writing songs. My second and last week of Term 3 holidays have been more 'chilled out' than the first. Gwen was supposed to come over on Tuesday, but she couldn't because she was sick. I guess I have to tell her about my songwriting and obsession with the NBB next week.
Later on tonight, my family and I will attend a pyjama party to celebrate our friends' birthday. It sounds exciting as it is (I hope so). I love slumber-like parties.

- M ★

Letters to Electra - Welcome to October

1/10/14

Dear Electra,

The holidays have just started last Friday afternoon, a perfect day to start. So far, I have talked to Gwen twice because she's been going to the badminton courts and I and my two other friends been rehearsing a performance for my friend's 18th birthday. We are going to perform 'Price Tag' as an opening scene and if I get the chance I will sing the Lodovica Comello version of 'I Only Want to be With You' as a solo. A SOLO. Yes, Electra, I am frightened. What if my 'special person' comes unexpectedly? What if I release gas while singing? I totally have to stop doubting. But there will be 110 people! Oh well, it's just one performance for two or three minutes.

From the 13th of Oct. to the 12th of Nov., Electra & Marian will be inactive due to my exams. There will be another hiatus for only one letter on the 19th of Nov. due to camp. Meanwhile, enjoy this and next week's letter as the blog is still active!

I have run out of things to write about. Visit my other blog, Marian's Everday Life, to read what happened at the 18th birthday party of my friend in my perspective! Hopefully, there won't be any words of negativity nor epic failures. Thank you for reading this letter!

- M ★

Letters to Electra - Final Exams & Camp

24/09/14
Dear Electra,

D'ya miss me? I apologise for no letter last Wednesday. I got carried away with school. Speaking of school, this week is the last week of the term! I am slightly depressed because I won't be able to talk to my friends and receive homework and most importantly, see 'special' people. As you read on our Facebook page, I tend to stress when I have no school tasks to complete. Let's do a checklist of my homework:

Maths: Statistics assessment completed, tasks on homework website may appear, enlargement of a cartoon character
English: library book
Religious Ed.: Worksheet on physical, social, emotional & intellectual and spiritual abilities
Science: none
Social Studies: none
Health & P.E: none (possibly get more fit & eat a balanced diet)
Woodwork: none
Music: none

Out of eight, half of the subjects have homework to be completed (including health & p.e), so I guess that's enough.
I've noticed that I'm busy for the two-week break. On the first week, my family's helping with my friend's debut, and on the second Gwen is coming over because we need to learn how to construct a tent for year eight camp. Can't believe the end of the year is coming. Once these two weeks of holidays are over, it's time to study for FINAL EXAMS. As I have learned last year, always study your exercise book, not irrelevant books about the physics of a balloon popping. After the exams, that's when the fun starts, CAMP! In my school we have a choice of camping at Waitomo Caves, a farm, Tauranga beach or forest. I picked the latter, as well as Gwen & a special person. Although exams can be stressful, I'm excited for it. This can really unlock my potential for academics.

About the musical, I have been cast in the ensemble! I'm very excited for next year when we'll start preparing. Yay!

- M ★

P.S: There will be no Girl/Boy Meets World GIFs on these letters from now on. 

Letters to Electra - The Creepiest Dream I've Had So Far

10/9/14

Dear Electra,

Last night I had dreamt of entering a race. In the last part of the race we had to get through a dark tunnel and be chased by a man dressed up as a shark and another man dressed up as a clown, complete with white facepaint & a red nose. I was mortified so I grabbed onto my male friend's hand. At the finish line another one of my male friends saw me holding hands with my friend and then cried and ran away. Yes, Electra, I am having unnatural psychological hallucinations.

I forgot to greet my father on Father's Day. I was having breakfast with him and talking about normal sentiments. After breakfast I went to the lounge and sat with my mother. My dad said, "you forgot to greet me."
Not knowing what he was talking about, I asked my mum, "what is he saying?"
"You forgot to greet him for Father's Day," she replied in a whisper.
Feeling regrettable I ran up to him in the dining room and greeted him with a hug. I forgot about giving him a gift or even a 'breakfast in bed', like what Gwen gave for her father.
I am the WORST. DAUGHTER. EVER.
Don't trust me with remembering events, I'll forget unless you constantly remind me or the event is important.

This is me...
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...and this is you, Electra.
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- M ★

Letters to Electra - The Horn of Regret

3/9/14

Dear Electra,

When will I ever learn to try? Our P.E topic for this term is gymnastics. I was trying out the vault by jumping over it, but every time I landed on top it, not over it. This happened approximately seven times (which is the same amount of times I went on it). My classmate taught me how to jump over it; I understood, but somehow couldn't jump over it. My teacher took the trampoline off and made the vault into something we can jump on. My male classmates were the bosses of it and landed perfectly onto the vault. When it was my turn I ran towards it but never jumped. I was embarrassed. I wanted to sob in the corner, so I did. I attracted some of my classmates as they asked me what was wrong. I told them about how I got uncomfortable when I was running towards the vault and failed.
"Well, did you try?" one of the girls asked.
I put this to thought. I didn't actually try, I just stood there and ran away to the corner and sob.
"Nope. Not at all." I replied.
"Well, we can help you with your gymnastics. We can show you a few tricks at lunchtime." They said. These girls were gymnasts, and very close to their gym teacher.
"No thank you." I said reluctantly.
I then left the gymnasium with my gear and reflected in the changing room, still embarrassed by what happened with the vault.

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- M ★

Letters to Electra - SKIPPING IS DEADLY!

27/8/14

Dear Electra,

Today Gwen sprained her knee by attempting to skip in P.E. She was put on a stretcher and rushed to the nurse's office. Regina and most of my class saw the scene when Gwen was being carried to the sick bay and Regina told me immediately at music. This sense of nervousness entered my brain once I knew. I really wanted to visit my best friend so I spent my lunch at the sick bay with her and my other friend. Gwen was sitting on the bed still in her P.E gear. I saw her leg support and her knee looked really swollen. She told me the long story of how her class supported her, the doctor coming in and how embarrassed she felt when she was being carried away on the stretcher.
Flash forward to the end of the school day. I was walking home until Gwen was outside the sick bay, still in her P.E gear. She told me that her dad wasn't going to pick her up until possibly 4:00 so we stood on the lawn where the students get picked up from until her dad came.Even though I got home late today and was growled at, it was definitely worth staying with her until she actually left because I felt like I helped someone important today.

*The next day (Thursday)
Gwen came to school today even though she was staggering like a pirate. At interval she tripped on a stick and lost balance but gained pain. Where we were at the end of the field was far away from the nurse's office, so she had to hold onto my bag and we both staggered all the way to the student reception. At lunch I visited the nurse's office and asked where Gwen was. The nurse told me that she was already sent back to class. As I exited the student reception I saw and ran to her. Gwen told me how she was given medicine for her knee and felt better right away. She also mentioned that she was going to see a physician soon.

*The next day (Friday)
My best friend wasn't staggering much as she used to and was feeling much better. It was my turn to get hurt. At P.E today I tried to do a belly flop on the mats but landed on the mat and flipped causing my neck to nearly break.
"Are you alright?" my classmate asked.
"Oosh. That must've hurt." another classmate said.
I got up quickly and said, "I'm fine. I didn't break any bones."
"Well, don't do that again. That stunt looked dangerous." was what the same classmate who asked if I was alright said.
I was so glad that I didn't actually damage any part of my body. Like what Gwen said, "At least you don't have to wear a neck brace."

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"I am your best friend and I will always do my best beside you."
Love you, Gwen!

 - M ★

Letters to Electra - Fortituious Fall

19/08/14

Dear Electra,

I HAVE CREATED A MAGICAL PORTAL!
By magical, you might be thinking of wizards, spells and using your powers to fight good and evil. You are a little bit right, but it is a mathematical portal.
If you enter it, you will meet Stephen Hawking, who will give you a tour in the history of mathematics. The tour will take you to the construction of the pyramids in Ancient Egypt, the inventing process of harps in Ancient Greece and the Great Depression in the USA.

On the opposing subject, I HAVE CREATED AN ENGLISH PORTAL ALSO!
If you enter it, you will be guided by William Shakespeare. He will take you through classic authors' lives by visiting Louisa May Alcott in juvenile hall, the Brontë sisters and their struggle of being female writers and Charles Dickens developing the characters and stories we've always loved. Out of the two, which portal are you willing to pick? I'd pick the mathematical portal because it's my favourite subject to learn about at school.

As I walked to school this morning I was extremely shocked at how heavy the rain fell. There were puddles everywhere: my backyard, other people's driveways, and culs-de-sac. My class looked out of the window from our classroom to find teachers struggling out of the flooded cul-de-sac and getting sucked by the drain below the water. Some of my classmates laughed, but I felt bad for them because laughing at people struggling is not a way to live life. The rain ruined our choir performance for assembly today, as the gym/auditorium is flooded. Instead of assembly, the school has a free period to stay in their form classrooms and do whatever the teacher tells. Apparently, for Gwen's class, they spent the free period doing a maths test. I'd say lucky for them, but I think it's inappropriate since they hated the test.

- M ★

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