Fri 2 Mar 2001
Two College Girls Writing Notes to Each Other
Posted by Anonymous under Email, Blogs, and Other CorrespondenceHand-written exchange of notes found outside a Brigham Young University dorm room. Paragraph breaks indicate a change in speakers:
I decided I’m going to have to go for bleach boy, even though I’d rather be swimming in the ocean… TOO BAD THE OCEAN LIVES IN LA & I’M IN UTAH, SO THERE’S NO OCEAN OR ANY SEA CREATURES ANYWHERE NEAR ME!!!!! grrrrr….. [heart] Nicole aka loser ugly girl
Guess what! I think you are 10 goldfish prettier than that squid. OK! Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. You are the pretty fish, not her. Say this 10 times to yourself = “I am the pretty fish-She is the squid!” It will be very effective, I promise. [heart] Cheryl
Well, I sure feel like the dogfish in this situation. I hope I drown. Maybe I’ll call bleach boy when I get home for some [heart]in.
Bleach boy is better anyway.
What? Are you lying, cuz that’s not what you said the other day…
But now, I am agreeing with you because Nicole, I am a good friend, remember.
Oh, right. Well, could you just tell me your honest opinion, Oh Great Friend of Mine?
Ok, my honest opinion - He’s not the most attractive thing you’ve ever caught on your line, & I think that he moves too fast. But if your into that, then go for it, but don’t do it just because you think other fish are biting each other because you have no idea what person the human eating fish actually wants to bite. Don’t move to fast.
I know… I should consider what Im doing before I do it, I guess. Wait, is it too late for that?? I can’t tell if I’m starting to like BBoy for him, or because he’s my only option right now. But, as far as fish boy is concerned, he’s looking pretty friendly w/her. Are they holding hands. Screw. I’m going to cry. I’m so confused! I don’t know what I want, who I want… wait. Yes I do. I want fishy boy. But I’m not feeling the love. *Sigh* I hate this…
Guess what Nicole - we can find out how he feels later. But don’t screw it up until we do. Because you never know what will happen. Have patence.