Dear Ma,
I know it's been a while since I wrote you, but I've been pretty busy with school and all, and I haven't had much time to get around to it. I hope everything's going good. Is Uncle Robby doing any better? I hope he can make it for Christmas eve. I've been hoping for a new wrist watch, in case you were running out of ideas for presents, or haven't bought any yet.
Not much is new with me, really. I'm exhausted from that crazy Holden Caulfield woke me up at all hours last night. He got into some big fight with Stradlater, that big jerk he has to share his room with. I can't really blame Holden much, I'd sure be in fights if I had to live with his big superior attitude all the time. The hollering and banging around was really what woke me up, but then he comes barging in my room with his face all bloody and making a mess everywhere.
Christmas Presents (2010)
Deutsch: Schuetzengrabenarmbanduhr, Waltham, USA, ...
English: Market Place, Ely Ely's market place is e...He wouldn't put anything on it; I guess it's all right for him to spread his blood and gore all around my room, but when I so much look at one piece of the precious junk in his room I get told off.
Anyway, of course he starts trying to weasel his way into getting Ely's bed for the night. He's the type of guy who'd expect everyone to respect his personal property, but he doesn't think anything about sneaking into another guys bed when he's gone for the weekend. Besides, if Ely comes back early to find some guy sprawled out across his bed, I'm the one who gets blamed for it. Eventually I doze off, only to be woken up for the second time, with some dumb question about whether...