Keep Calm & Write On

November 23

From : 1(509)222-****
November 22, 2011 9:00PM Saturday

                  Goodnight, jerk.

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From : 1(509)222-****
November 23, 2011 12:00AM Sunday

I am completely sorry for the e-mails I sent you. Never in my life had I thought that I would ever sound that cracked out. And never again will I send you e-mails while I am zombie-tired. You know, sometimes you say thinks that are actually not that jerk-ie. (And I don’t mean the dried meat kind) but, and there is always a but, you follow the sweet sentences with rude comments. Really, did you have to make me guess what could possibly have happened in the back seat that is not Pg-13? My mind is going crazy… and not in the way that would help me.

Anth, no I don’t want to get involved as a friend. For the moment, I think of the two of us doing some letter exchange thing. We’re just seeing what it’s like with two different points of views. You as a popular and me as… a looser. Yeah, I’m not afraid to say it. I’m a looser.

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From : 1(509)555-****
November 23, 2011 12:06AM Sunday

That sounds pretty Anthropological (like my big word ;P). But it also sounds like a lie. You’re not a looser.

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From : 1(509)222-****
November 23, 2011 12:08AM Sunday

But sadly, I am. On a Friday night, I work instead of party. After school, I go to my job instead of hanging out with friends or do some sport. I am pretty sure that those activities equate to being labeled a looser (and Anthropological isn’t a difficult word, Anthie).

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From : 1(509)555-****
November 23, 2011 12:10AM Sunday

RRRRg! What did I say about that name? You are really bruising my ego, woman. And you are not a looser, London. Why do you work so much? You don’t need to.

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From : 1(509)222-****
November 23, 2011 12:12AM Sunday

I love it when you call me woman after I strike a chord with you… NOT!

I am fine with knowing that I’m a looser though. I accept it, revel in it. I’m going to be gone in a few months. It’s better to not leave anyone behind when you leave, you know?

I do need to work, Anth. It’s the way of life.

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From : 1(509)555-****
November 23, 2011 12:13AM Sunday

Sounds a bit kinky? Woman… ;P

But what about me then? You’re becoming my friend, whether you want to or not. And what do you mean that you’re going to be gone. What about your family, won’t they miss you too. Won’t you be leaving them behind? You’re still going to be communicating with them so what’s the difference between them and a friend?

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From : 1(509)222-****
November 23, 2011 12:15AM Sunday

Got to go Anthony, my boss is giving me the look.

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From : 1(509)555-****
November 23, 2011 12:12AM Sunday

Whoa, don’t try to deflect on the topic! (Like the word? I tried, I tried)

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From : 1(509)555-****
November 23, 2011 12:33AM Sunday

This is so typical London. You don’t want to talk about it so you get huffy and your boss just so happens to notice you. But, whatever, it’s not that important to me. Of course you would get into Harvard or Yale or Princeton. Going to get out and never look back, right?