It’s been a while since I wrote anything on here. Hope this makes up for it. Made it for you. 🙂
Love
-Matt
Dear A’Mari,
You just left and I feel super bad that you have to drive this late at night…although, selfishly, I wish I could’ve kept you longer.
Tonight was the last time I get to see you for a while.
This blows.
I’ll add to this post later today because I’m getting all “Yanni (yawn-ie).” Though I think “this blows” is a sufficient summary of today’s events.
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We should really post videos on here for each other 🙂 I definitely plan on making as many useless and ridiculous videos while in Lubbock. The first being the grand tour of our new place. I will be your tour guide and you my guest. Won’t you come in?
All this kings of leon stuff is a bit ridiculous. See what happens when we go out? We have so much fun it ruins other people’s lives! Now the band we did the music video for (The Middle East) is broken up and even Cameron is off of Glee! Not even a whole week after you stalked…errr…met him at the concert! Yes I’m aware they filmed months ago. But it’s still eerie… Heh.
That “corn dog on a stick to go order” makes me think that the man who ordered that would be a fan of our fictitious restaurant “…on a stick.” Anything and everything served kabob style. With flavored Kabobs ranging from honey mustard to cinnamon. Edible sticks holding delicious foods you wouldn’t normally find…on a stick. Salads, burgers, burritos, soups…ok no soups on a stick. We come up with some ridiculous stuff during late night conversations…
Yesterday and today I was totally in an emotional funk. I was letting anything and everything get to me. I had a really good time hanging out with you yesterday. No matter what kind of mood I’m in you always seem to make it better. I’ve had a lot on my mind lately and it kind of all built up and broke free these past couple of days. I hope you had fun as well. It’s all so weird, this entire situation.
Can’t wait to see you again.
Moment of honesty:
I think this move is going to make us even better friends. It’ll test it for sure. Our ability to keep up communication and keep up with each other. It scares me that we’ll both get to busy to worry about the other. But then I remember that no matter what it was that has gotten between us we’ve always seemed to pick right back up where we left off. I think in the long run we’ll look back and say this was tough but something that made us appreciate each other even more.
Fuzzy memory:
We would occasionally make our way to the best hang out place in wills point when you came over to my house in high school. It was the place all the cool kids went. It was where we had many random adventures. It was Dairy Queen. This one particular excursion was led by our desire for ice cream. You got some sort of ice cream cone and I got a moolate’. This did not sit well with you. I believe we argued about whether or not the moolate’ counted as ice cream or not for a while. I’m pretty sure I won, like always. This day there was a man arguing with his (what we soon found out) ex wife. He was quoting bible verses and hitting the table and then all of a sudden screamed “You make me feel ugly!!!!” We have an ability to be in the right place at the right time for supreme awkwardness.
Love n’ stuff,
Mattie
P.S. Moolate’ totally counts as ice cream.
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Dear A’Mari,
At this link you will find a video highlighting the events of July 29, 2011:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uwx_aUVLBt4
Watch that video… the one right above this sentence…
I swear, some of the strangest things go down when we are together. But, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m pretty positive that we were two of the very few, if any, who came out of that show laughing and smiling. I think it’s impossible for us to not have a good time.
The video I had originally posted with Caleb’s drunken speech hit 2,000 views within just a few hours. Websites and news organizations were using the video all over the internet. I wasn’t aware we’d be part of such controversy that night. Their management pulled the video stating that I was infringing upon copyright. Meh…
I’ll never forget that night for sure. Like you said, it’s definitely in my top 3 favorite times of my life as well. Wouldn’t have wanted to share it with anyone else. 🙂
I keep singing Book of Mormon songs… “MAAANNNN UPPPPP!”
That’s so awesome that those guys stopped to help you right away. I was totally going to come out and change your tire for you if they hadn’t already beat me to it. I don’t think you are aware of the fact that my wheelchair has a car jack built into it. I can change a tire in 10 seconds flat with my swiss army wheelchair. I’m a firm believer that the flat tire incident kept you from something worse. Everything happens for a reason in my book. If anything it kept you from sweating on someones cheeseburger at Sonic since the air conditioning in the building was out. Sweaty burgers are no fun for anyone.
You know I love those haircut styles… ::bites knuckle:: I think you’d look great. I’m really digging that Anne Hathaway hairstyle. One day is going to be such an awesome movie! Old school Mandy Moore is always another option 😉 It’d definitely be a big change but one I’m sure to be a fan of. You’d look beautiful I’m positive. Definitely after your 1,000 Proms show of course (shout out to Carrie K!).
I’m going to go backstage now, vomit, drink a beer, and come back and finish this blog. It’s never a dull moment when Kings of Leon, A’Mari Rocheleau, myself, Jacob, and Cameron from Glee are all in one swelteringly hot building. Just one of the many amazing memories to come.
Moment of Honesty:
I didn’t realize I was moving this Saturday until you said something last night… I hope it works out where I can see you one last time before the move. Fair warning though… I’m expecting it to be a long goodbye with plenty of tangents because it’s going to be really hard for me to let you go home…
Fuzzy Memory:
One day we went for a ride on my wheelchair and decided to make our way to Dallas’ house down the road. Along the way we were met with many perils. At one point while you were riding on my armrest like a sidecar on a motorcycle we were attacked by a crazy dog that came out of no where. I was pretty positive you were going to climb up on my shoulders to get away from it. I wouldn’t have minded of course. The dog soon realized that he wasn’t chasing a bike or a car. Rather what he perceived me as was a Rolling Robot Humanoid from another planet with a screeching howler monkey riding on its shoulder (thats you). He scurried off to tell his other dog friends of his crazy encounter. Later on down the road you were still riding and decided to adjust yourself without telling me. You fell off the front of the chair and I proceeded to run your ankle over. This made you bleed and this made me feel really bad…So when we got to Dallas’ we got you a little kids bandaid with Batman or Scooby-Doo or something on it. That day left a scar on your ankle that may still be there. We’ve made it through some crazy adventures. Most of which you end up injured…
Love,
Mattie
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Dear A’Mari,
You wrote so much randomness its going to be hard to respond to all of it so I will use our catch phrase “I know, right?” as a blanket response to the majority of what you said. 🙂 I enjoy reading you’re random, sporadic thoughts because it goes along with my attention span. Also the previous blog verifies why you only listen to the first 10 seconds of almost every song. I’m going to make you a cd that you won’t even have to bother to skip to the next track after the intro. I’ll even include the first chorus of the song! I know how much you love chorus’.
This past Sunday we went to the Granada Theater to see one of the best bands around, Ume (ooo-may). I realized shortly after that you have been to all 3 of their concerts that I have been to. It was definitely a great show, their best in my opinion. We also entertained all with our tweets on the twitter board. Especially the guy beside who thought we were hilarious. 
Though I don’t think anything can beat when they played with This Will Destroy You. Geez that night was amazing. I’m glad we could share that experience. Getting high off of musical greatness is something rarely accomplished.
We should definitely take some photos Friday before the Kings of Leon concert as well as at the show. I’ll have to trick the guard again at the gate and convince them that I don’t have a “professional camera with a detachable lens.” I can’t believe I got away with that last year…hehe. I’m glad we’ve made a tradition of sorts of going to the KOL show when they come around. I’m also glad you have a good taste in music. Not that I’d like you any less but…yeah I’d like you less if you listened to the Jonas Bro– oh wait…You Do Listen To THEM. 😛
If you’re taking a roadtrip to NYC to see Darren Criss we should totally take my van/Mattillac. Not only is it roomier but there is a TV and the back turns to a bed! Road tripping in style. That is of course if you’re not afraid to ride with me. I know I’d be afraid…sheesh. We put the down payment on the van tomorrow. I’m so very excited. This means its getting close. FREEDOM! When I give you a ride you have to promise not to cry the entire time. I’ll allow a few tears. If you start crying I’ll start crying and then I’ll have watery eyes while driving. Not good. 😉
I really hope you stick to this bass playing thing. It’d be totally awesome to see you rock out with a funky little groove. You should get Pleake to play with you. She was doing some awesome stuff on the bass the other night (though she says she was just playing around). She’s too good at everything. You, me, and her can start a band. We’ll get Lauren from Ume to take you dress shopping and give you hints on how to rock with your hair and still look pretty. It’d be totally awesome.
Steffi D loves our music video and she loves you. How freakin’ cool is that? You should tweet her back and see if she remembers you as the girl who had her sign a toilet seat during the Spring Awakening tour…haha.
I’ll tell your mom that you and your dad miss her. I’m expecting a…::ringtone “Can’t get enough of your Love” by Barry White rings:: oh wait, she is calling me right now hold on…::answers phone::…”Helloooooooooooo Linda…” Hey A’Mari imma have to take this phone call. I’ll talk to you soon, k?
See you Friday 🙂
Moment of Honesty:
I creeped our old xangas the other day and found this post on mine from 2005. To this day it is relevant:
“A’Mari always tells that I’m going to be able to change the world through my life. I hope so. I want to change the world, show everyone everything is possible, no limitations. She says that I’ll have an impact on the world she wishes she could have…but she will have it. She’s changed me for the better, before her I was lonely, and dwelled on my inabilities. We still have(or had) those long talks before rehearsal that gave me a new outlook on who I am, and what I’m capable of. She doesn’t realize it, but since she changed me, she has changed the world…
-Pierre Cuzmybladdersempty”
Fuzzy Memory:
In honor of our Kings of Leon experience to come I present this fuzzy memory from a year ago… We were at the KOL concert last fall and you used my manual wheelchair so that you could sit with me in the handicap seating. It was super lame they only allowed one companion. I guess people in wheelchairs don’t have more than one friend…anyways… The whole show you did so well pretending to be handicapable. You made it through the awkward stares and even through the entire KOL set without giving our secret away. Then, out in the parking lot after the show I think the excitement got to you a bit. We were rolling to the van and I look up and you’re running beside the wheelchair you were once sitting in. A couple drunk guys saw and screamed “Hey, I saw that!” Let’s make more funny memories this Friday. What do you think? 🙂
Love,
Mattie
iphone photography at its finest.
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Dear A’Mari,
The past two days have been kind of rough, but definitely needed. I went yesterday to see my nephew Jayden in the hospital. In March he was born 3 months premature and has been in the hospital since. He’s definitely made a lot of progress in a short amount of time and is already almost up to 8 lbs. All of us Plummers have two things in common. We’re fighters…and we have large craniums. Stop smiling and nodding at that ;). It’s awesome to see how big he has gotten. Next week he should be moving to a sort of…I don’t know what to call it…halfway house? My sister will have to live there with him in order to learn how to take care of his tracheal and feeding tubes that he’ll have to have for quite a while. Thank god he is getting out of the hospital though. When I went back to see him he was all hooked up to tubes and monitors and such. 
Still, he grabbed my hand and started smiling 🙂
Today I went and saw my grandmother (Nana) in the nursing home in Wills Point. It’s probably only the 5th time I’ve been able to go out and see her there all year. I’m trying to get out there and see her as much as possible before I leave. She is doing pretty well and actually loves living there. She never wants to leave the place when we invite her out! Today we started talking about all the stuff I needed to get together before I moved and she asked again where I was going and why I was going there. I told her Lubbock and asked her if she had ever been and she started crying. She said that she didn’t realize I was going so far away and that it just dawned on her how far I’ll actually be. I told her I’d be coming back to visit a lot which seemed to calm her down a bit but I could tell she was still bothered by it all. She then proceeded to brag on me to all the other ladies in the dining hall. She makes me feel like a superhero. heh. 
ALSO, she totally kicked butt and got 2nd place in the art contest at the nursing home! (The one with the red ribbon in the middle) I got my artistic sense from that woman, I’m positive.
I’m glad you think my glasses are “ballin.” Your use of the vernacular is correct. Not that I am any more keen with the “gangsta” lingo than you. Especially seeing as I just used “vernacular” and “keen” while talking about the word “ballin.”
Let’s see if we can’t set a date for this photoshoot. I’ll make your mom some wallet prints so she can carry us, mostly me, around with her at all times. I’m going to decorate my new place with these photos. Its going to be totally awesome. We also gotta get shots of you and your carhoppy-ness!
You should see if the dentist wants to use your drawing of your “holey” tooth for educational purposes. It definitely helped me understand what the issue was.
When does Darren Criss start on broadway? I think you should totally go see it. Why not? Once. In. A. Lifetime. Maybe fly instead of drive though. That way you’ll be rested enough to chase him down Broadway street after the show. I’m sure he is a fast runner and you…well…umm…just take me and I’ll let you ride my chair and we can both chase him.
I get to see you tomorrow 🙂
Moment of Honesty:
I think if we actually buckled down and wrote a story about us/based on our relationship it’d be something pretty spectacular. I was watching some “indy” films last night that attempted to tell stories about quirky friendships. They’ve got nothing on us. If all else fails we could sell it to the Lifetime network.
Fuzzy Memory (this is becoming my favo(u)rite part of our letters):
We were sitting in the back of the theatre in Commerce during the 2006 OAP competition after performing Passing Through. They were announcing the advancing plays and right before they announced alternate you reached over and grabbed my hand. We both closed our eyes and squeezed hoping not to hear our name. When they announced another school we started shaking and made eye contact just before they announced the first advancing school. Wills Point High School. You jumped out of the chair and nearly took me with you. That was one of the most amazing moments of my entire life.
Love,
Mattie
P.S. Dr. Klypchak totally called dibs on the “juicy burgers” sign. Heh. I’m so excited for what you two do with Colorado.
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Dear A’Mari,
Today I went shopping for “teaching” clothes with my mother. Yes I still go shopping with my mom because she is really cool. Like your mom. It was a really difficult process for me to avoid the T-Shirts and Hoodies that I normally would buy. I have way too many. Today I set out with the notion that I need to look more “professional.” So I bought fancy dress shirts and even a fancy tie (a $20 fancy tie, gah). Along with these purchases I had to get something special for myself that didn’t make me feel so grown up…so…I bought giraffe glasses. 
Non-prescription giraffe glasses. This is why I feel like a hipster. I do actually NEED glasses in daily life but these were just too cool to pass up. You know I have a semi-unhealthy obsession with giraffes. Case in point my 5 ft tall stuffed giraffe named G-Pain. He says hello btw. Now I’m just like the rest of you hipsters. Yes I include you in this category. I will roam about town wearing frames on my face just for sheer delight. I am thoroughly delighted by these. And that $20 tie.
I think it may have been a mistake to expose our xangas. So. Embarrassing. I have no idea how I remember some of the things I do. Or how I forget most of the things I should remember. Most of my xanga posts are better left forgotten.
I think a photoshoot for us is a grand idea. I want one of us wearing matching sweaters and possibly holding a small dog. Thats too adorable. We’ll make this happen. Any other photo ideas?
I’m going furniture shopping this weekend with my cool mom. Maybe I’ll find a giraffe print futon. One can only dream.
Moment of honesty: I think you’re better looking than Zooey Deschanel. There I said it.
Fuzzy Memory:
We were sitting in the lounge area of the Ferguson building. You were in High School and you were competing in the Regional UIL competition. At some point during my visit you decided you should drive my wheelchair while sitting in my lap. You’re over confidence and lack of motor skills proved to be fatal to the oncoming wall. I always knew we’d leave a mark on this world. I just wasn’t aware that those marks would be wheelchair shaped holes. I’ve gone back to look at that hole in the wall a few times and I can’t help but laugh at how crazy we are when we are together. I also can’t help but shudder in fear at the thought of you driving my wheelchair again…
Love,
Mattie
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Dear A’Mari,
Why are there so few photos of us? Like, just us. There are plenty in existence of the two of us mingling with a group but very few on our own. In a span of 7 years the amount of images should be staggering. With me generally being the default “photographer” of the group I blame myself for not being more in front of the lens. Also, for the photos I am included in, I seem to always be making a “face.”
My mouth is either ajar or I get caveman eyebrows at the very hint of a flash from a camera. Let’s make a conscious effort to take more photos and make sure I take a normal picture for once…
The countdown is on for the big move and it hasn’t totally hit me yet. Turns out we aren’t leaving until August 6th now because of some door issues in the house. I’m a bit too wide, as usual, to fit through so the land lady is changing them out for me. How accommodating. So my width allows us to have a bit more time between now and Lubbock. It also allows me more time to grow up and buy big boy furniture. I need a bed…or a Futon!
I feel like I’m on Xanga again…remember Xanga? Bah!
http://deathandtaxesrk.xanga.com/
Now I leave you with a fuzzy memory:
You and I got selected to do a scene in front of Tal Lostracco while we were all auditioning for 2005 One Act Play, Root’s in a Parched Ground. We were on the TVCC Athen’s stage and I remember being terrified of you…as I was with most girls when I was in High School (and yes, still today). We were doing a 3 person scene with Laura…something about a train? All I can remember is being totally comfortable for the first time on stage. To this day I believe that may be one of the only times we acted together. Tal had no idea what he had created when he randomly called us on to that stage. Or maybe he knew all along…him and his tiny puppy. I know for sure I haven’t been the same since.
Love,
Mattie
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Asides of Separation 