Showing posts with label English in secondary education major. Show all posts
Showing posts with label English in secondary education major. Show all posts

Saturday, February 25, 2012

February 13, 1969 (Letter from Renee)


I really apologize for not writing sooner but I had lost my address book and didn't have anyone's address -- no joke.  By accident I found it yesterday amidst all my junk and I sure was relieved.

I had 2 midterms this week that I killed myself studying for but it didn't do me much good cause the tests were absolute "bitches".  Sometimes you just can't win - and lately I haven't been doing too much winning.  Blak!

Paul, my life is so damn mixed-up that I don't know what the hell I'm doing half the time.  I finally decided upon major which is English in secondary education.  At the moment i guess I'm pretty pleased about that -- if I'm not pleased -- at least I'm relieved.

I started dating Morrey again last week.  At the moment I'm not too sure how I feel about it.  I thought it might work out -- but already I'm beginning to have my doubts.  Se what I mean about being mixed up?

By the way -- I'd like to get something straight between us, all 6 inches of it.  I've been so horny lately that it's driving me crazy. Just can't get enough I guess!

I've got a shitty paper due Monday in English which I haven't started yet -- and have little ambition to complete.  I really like my courses but school is getting to be a real drag.

I'm thinking about applying to Penn State for summer school and have my credits transferred back here -- cause it would be cheaper to go there and take a light course load than it would be to go here.  Got to get busy and start writing a few letters this week.

Have you thought about summer plans yet?

Peter, Paul and Mary gave a concert here last night which I heard was great -- but I didn't go.  Now I'm sorry I didn't.

At the moment I'm thinking about how I'd like to be all alone on a beautiful island.  I'll never, ever, ever be able to live with just one man.  The sex life gets too dull and monotonous after awhile.  I guess I'm not making much sense, but then I never do.

Please, Paul, find a few minutes and write old "Reno" a few words of encouragement?  I really enjoy your letters, and they cheer me up considerably.  Can't think of much more to say, or much that is new so I will close for now.  Sorry this has been a crummy letter, but I'm sort of in a crummy mood.

P.S.  You can keep the colored photo of the two of us -- you can even throw darts at it if you like!