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Ещё одно возмутительно длинное письмо. Надеюсь, что-нибудь пригодится.
Big Apple Greetings to you, Sam!
Guess where am I writing you from? A white tape.
Yeah, I have broken my promise. Sorry! But you did know that I won't be able to sit still, did you?
But there are no any other travels planned yet. You can trust me! If you are not going to go anywhere, NYC is you only option, not Maine. So I have got anything I need at hand.
Friends excluded, of course. But I will call and write everyone — my list is not that big, you know. As about you, we shall make it through.
What brought me here? Well, we talked alot about my celebrity life and do I have to keep going that way.
It is almost impossible in Maine where I am just an ordinary schoolgirl (and this is great too). And this place is different.
Once I have recieved an invitation from the TV studio inviting me to participate in the morning TV show on the kids' channel. They promised to repay my tolls, my quarters, even my studies (and haven't cheated me at all).
I have to answer quickly, so I could not get your advice. But as I know you, you'd left the decision up to me. So I do. And parents too, of course.
Toll is a big deal for them, but they ok with it for me, I hope they are good enough. As for me - I am quite like it!
We are live in the flat in Manhattan - our house if huse itself but comparing with other skyscrapers it seems like a miserable shed.
Our windows are located to the Chrysler Building - and there many more except it, but I have totally felt in love with Chrysler from the first sight.
I have begged to climb there in the first day we had arrived although being exhausted. So here is a snap from the observation deck from there. It was a highest house in the world for a while, but onle for a year, before they finished Empire State Building.
It is close enough too, but I haven't been there. And unlikely will. You have to be dedicated to one skyscraper.
By the way, its lobby... It is so luxurious and even shooting is prohibited. I heve shot their elevator and stairs just for a spite but no one word!
On weekends I got to the studio where we are recording our series once for a week ahead - and that is the work.
Show is completely dumb. We have got Spaceman, Rasberry Moose, three fairies and even makedonian in the Pizza Suit. Do not ask.
My role is reading some instructive nonsense about one of the nation of the world once per chapter. Dully, amirite? I am the only kid in this show and all I do is pretending to be clever. Don't know who is going to watch this stuff.
Moose is not liking me much, he is calling me a communist. He is calling all the way in fact, but he's got the point in my case, haha.
I have overhearded he is got some kind of disease — alopecia. Don't know what it possibly could mean, but this is probably because he is always angry.
Shooting is fun in general, they promised me to add some screen time depending on our ratings. Or substract a bit.
Have no idea how they are calculating it - if they call me suddenly and ask if I'm watching that stuff — will I ever confess?
We are here for three weeks but I write to you only know due to some package issues. Hope you'll love it. You are not easy to impress but it shoud work this time. A whole studio in a single box - isn't it cool?
I have got the same one on last Christmas so I've already done enough for few albums. I wish I could use one a bit before. It could be pretty useful once I have been in "Sovyonok"!
At least I have this one now. Count it as a belated Christmas gift. Just don't struggle, ok?
How are you doing anyway? The main thing for me is you successfully survived a winter and now I am more calmer. It's almost summer, kids are going to return back to the camp, right? I would love too but seems like it's not going to happen this year. And you are vote against... Well then tell them 'hi' from me. And write about everything in more detail.
I'm going to make an example for you in case you are interesting in such a rubbish. It's about my new school. No-no, don't worry, it's fine!
It's private school, teachers are good and guys are great. And there are many novices so it is easy to intigrate. There is no extra attention about me and this is for the good.
There's a boy, name's Alias. He's class representative, playing chess, singing in the church choir and outrageously good. Well someone could call me the same way - someone doesn' know me well.
So yesterday we were sitting in the library (we are doing our homework together) and I accidentally noticed a mistake in one of his excersises. And gave him a cue.
Bad mistake! He began to tell some sort of rubbish for not reason. All about how good he is by feeding ducks inf the park. Belive it or not, he called me with him. What an impudence!
As if these stupid ducks are lack of feeding! I'm assure you, half of Manhattan is doing so. And the second one is cleaning the mess after them.
So I've allowed him to get that duck is going to be fine even without my services. Not that straight, of course.
If he is at least half as smart as everybody says, he won't try again. And if he will - well I'm not be so kind next time. But don't worry about me here, I'll perefectly able to deal with at by myself.
That the way it goes. Living is fast againg (and that's why this letter is big). Fearsome, bot interesting.
I guess I've told you whatever I want to so let's end this letter. And wait for your reply. As always.
Sincerely yours.
Samantha.
P.S.: And don't be greedy about photos! More cartriges will arrive soon.
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