Dear Family Monologue
Dear family,
Everything’s going well, I’ve been having a lot of fun with the freedom I receive of being out on my own. That being said, you guys were right about how difficult it is out here, when you’re running low on cash and can’t find a job; I don’t even want to know what I would be in for next if it weren’t for you guys. I know I can always count on you when I need to. Friends, lovers come and go, but family always stays. My roommate is awesome; we’ve helped each other out a ton since we’ve become friends. I figured gay or not, I might as well make friends with him. Turns out he’s not actually gay, he’s dating a friend of mine, and yes she is a girl. We’ve been spending a lot of money coming to and from Port Washington that we should’ve just bought a monthly ticket or something. He goes to a different school too, which I found strange since we’re rooming together, but I guess it’s a mix of all the schools; they really don’t care where you go. For me, Baruch is pretty difficult, especially the calculus class with the awful professor that I told you about the first week after I left. My favorite thing about college is the freedom that ensues. I finally moved out of my parents’ house, I can finally do what I want when I want and not get yelled at, and I can see whoever I want whenever I want without bothering anyone in the house. With all of these I have to remember how I got here, and I wouldn’t be here without the help of you guys.
Dad, you raised me strictly, but with a fun side. You were my private fitness instructor and my best friend. Someone I could ask at any point of the day to play ping-pong or videogames with me, someone that would make me dinner from time to time, and would be there when I hurt myself. To be completely honest, however; you were incredibly over the line strict with me and I hated that.
Mom, you were always the lenient parent, the one I would go to about going out or having people over. I always showed you the most affection for that; dad would never let me do anything. You were there when I hurt myself as well, remember the time I tried doing that really dumb trick on the bike? Yeah. You would also always play rummy with me and we got you into ping-pong as well. Remember when dad broke the lawn chair in the basement? Yeah.
Adam, my brother, you weren’t the best brother I could ask for but I am glad I have a sibling. I’ve seen only childs that wish they had any older sibling. You taught me Magic the Gathering and Yugioh.
Last but certainly not least, I have to thank my Uncle Jeff for putting me where I am today. I always loved him and his three sons, but once True Religion took off, we didn’t really talk much. Still I know you love me since you put me up for housing and my college tuition, maybe one day I’ll have the skills to run your business for you.