Wow.
I can hardly believe that a whole month of school has gone by already. *whistes* It's amazing how time flies when you're having fun...
Yes, I did say that. School is fun. :) Especially music school! :) :)
So far things are going really well. I'm managing to pull off an A average in all of my classes and I'm SO happy about that. Music Theory is difficult at times, but my grades are still pretty high even though I'm doing my homework at 12AM. *sigh* There are not enough hours in the day...
I did get my grades for those two papers I mentioned in my last post. I got a B+ on the fluffy, core values paper. I would have done better except for that our teacher is just a
little OCD, and required an 11 pt font (!), and of course my program only has even numbered fonts. So, I did the paper in 10 pt, filled 1 7/8 of the 2 pages I was supposed to write, and got points taken off because the font wasn't 11 pt and because I didn't comepletely fill the two pages. Seriously! Just for the heck of it, I changed the paper over to 12 pt, and the paper filled almost 3 pages. *sigh* I guess I should have used the larger font size.... Oh, and did I mention that this teacher wants two copies of every paper? Yeah, one single-spaced and one double-spaced. *rolls eyes*
But on a better note, I totally aced the Literary Narrative! "A+! Gold Star!" as my piano teacher would say. *W00T* :-D What made me even happier is that I wrote the thing at like 2 AM and didn't really proofread the thing, except for basic grammar and spelling. So either I was exceptionally lucky that time, or I'm actually better at writing than I give myself credit for.... *scratches chin and wonders*
Anyway, as a bit of a treat, I'm going to post the Literary Narrative in question for your reading enjoyment. Let me know what y'all think of it. It's got quite a bit of potential, I think, and may even serve as the basis for this years NaNo Novel.... (yeah, I know. I'm crazy, right?)
Well, I've got to get back to work, but without further ado, here is the Literary Narrative...
Golden rays of afternoon sunlight poured through the open windows, warming Lara’s back as she sat in stunned silence on the floor of her living room. A gentle breeze wafted past the diaphanous sheer curtains, ruffling the ends of her long, dark hair. The subtle movement was all but ignored by the young woman, her attention entirely focused on the object cradled in her hands.
Her fingers tentatively stroked the envelope that she had discovered, crinkled and dust covered, beneath the sofa. The envelope’s contents were no mystery to her, but an enchantment seemed to hang over the packet, preventing her from removing the letter she knew to be inside.
Lara sighed and ran a hand over her face, indecision gnawing at her. Part of her was tempted to just throw the letter away, unread, and move on. It had been two years, after all, which was more than enough time to grow up and let go. Yet, another part of her cried out from the depths of her heart, begging her to at least read it for one last time. Finding the letter after so long had to count for something, she reasoned to herself.
Taking a deep breath, Lara ran her fingers under the flap of the brittle paper, exposing the two sheets neatly folded inside. Once the envelope was open, a reckless abandon seemed to take over her, sweeping away any hesitation and uncertainty. Her deft fingers quickly removed the letter and unfolded it, her eyes greedily taking in its contents.
“I was just thinking of you and wanted you to know that you are the bright light in my life… I’m not a patient person, and not being able to see you is pretty hard. Some days are harder than others… The more I get to know you, the more I want to know… You are in my thoughts and prayers everyday... Have a beautiful day, sleep well, and dream the sweetest dreams, my dear Lara… Faithfully yours, Robert.”
Tears slowly rolled down Lara’s cheeks, dropping softly onto the letter where they glistened for a moment before soaking into the paper. Even after all this time, she could hear Robert saying those words, his deep voice softly whispering them to soothe her aching heart. It surprised her to find how much she was still hurting. Beneath all of her stubbornness and determination to forget was a very empty place that she had tried to fill with hateful thoughts and false confidence.
Now, with only one reminder of the beautiful relationship they had shared, that place was swept clean. Robert had been such a large and necessary part of her life for so long, how could she possibly have thought she could live without him?
Unbidden, memories inundated her mind’s eye- the tenderness of their first kiss, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, his uncanny ability to make her laugh regardless of the circumstances. Lara found that she longed for the feel of his hand in hers, their shoulders gently rubbing as they strolled along on some moonlit evening.
A sob escaped her lips and her shoulders trembled as a deep sadness washed over her. She knew it was too late to look back; the damage had already been done. With heated words and a proud heart, Lara had pushed away the one true love in her life.
She idly wondered if Robert had moved on with his own life. She knew that he deserved to be happy, even happier than he had been with her. Lara bitterly blamed herself for every bad thing that had passed between them.
Lara was so absorbed in her thoughts that she hardly heard the telephone ringing in the kitchen. At the last minute she jumped up and ran to the phone, only to find that the machine had already picked up. She paid passing attention to the answering machine as she sought out a tissue to dry her eyes.
The object of her search on hand, Lara started to return to the living room when the voice on the answering machine made her pause.
“I’m guessing I still have the right number…” Disbelief flooded her and Lara stood rooted to her spot, hanging on every word the serene, baritone voice said.
“Well, um… Anyway, I was thinking about us today, I mean you, that is.” A chuckle resonated through the kitchen. “It has been two years to the day, after all…”
Lara’s eyes darted to the calendar hanging on the wall. It was June thirteenth, two years exactly…
“I guess what I’m trying to say,” the voice continued, “is that I haven’t forgotten about you, Lara. I can understand if you don’t want to talk to me, but if you do…”
Frantically, Lara jumped for the phone. How could he think that she wouldn’t want to talk to him? She had caused all the problems after all. But that didn’t matter right now; all she wanted was to talk to him.
“Hello? Robert?” she asked into the receiver, anxiety gripping her heart. There was a long silence on the other line.
Finally, she heard Robert take a deep breath. “Hey,” he said, and Lara could hear the smile in his voice.
“Hey,” she replied, grinning broadly. “I’ve missed you, too.”