Taylor,
First of all, I listen to your music all the time at work while I should be making outbound calls to potential students, but listening to music while I write fictional letters to Taylor Swift is so much more fun. About three – four weeks ago I sent the cookie bouquet in the picture above to a unique girl down in Florida, and frankly I was quite proud of the mack move of being creatively thoughtful. The food made bouquet was themed to recognize and wish her luck on her first day teaching school. I thought I would for sure of have gotten a “Thank you” in return. She never said, “Thank you.” Can you believe that? It sounds like one of your songs about a jerk-boyfriend (Why you got to be so mean?). Through your actions as a celebrity (for instance hugging over 16,000 people), you seem quite different. I was not expecting the girl to acknowledge my presence and fall into my arms while we sailed off into the sunset on horseback. Even if I never spoke to you in person, I am sure you would have your assistant call me to speak with a cordial “thank you.” I believe an epidemic has rapidly spread over this country where individuals feel that they deserve what they get without a grateful spirit to simply say, “Thank you.”
I will admit that this letter will be my attempt to get a date with you. I heard you are dating the werewolf-dude from Twilight. Well, while he may look good in a swimsuit calendar, he has nothing on what I am going to do in life through my relationship with Christ. I mean, really, who believes in werewolves and vampire teenage love? That just sounds silly hearing it. While many laugh at my absurd dreams (meaning they think it will never happen), I believe in the fulfillment of dreams, and I worship a big God. I believe you are one of the few celebrities in the world who does not think and/or act like you are better than the fans who cheer for you. So the Taylor Swift monologues begin to grab dinner with another individual who has a big heart to change thousands of live. I desire to do so in God's name and will one day when I plant a church and write books to inspire. I am still in the process of coming up – one day at a time. I choose to believe in the impossible. Dream big, or do not dream at all. God closes doors and opens doors. I will leave that up to Him. “God does not require that we succeed; he only requires that we try.” - Mother Teresa.
I guess like my crazy friends from Auburn I will one day get that hug.
James L. Cartee
"TWO THUMBS DOWN.....like sour milk!" -ZO- (in reference to the picture below)
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