Authors: Lauren Myracle
Fri, Oct 4
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SnowAngel: | hello, you two. my tongue feels too big for my mouth and my breath stinks and I suspect rotten zombies have taken residence in my gut. |
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SnowAngel: | that Vicodin made me CONK, I'll tell u. |
SnowAngel: | must go brush my teeth or they will have to fumigate the whole dorm. also I need to erase a teeny-tiny oopsie of a lie I might have told. |
SnowAngel: | apparently, Lucy *didn't* finish off my box of chocolates. apparently I did. or so says Reid. |
SnowAngel: | but Lucy is still a thief, cuz she still stole the Q-tips, the conditioner, and the cotton balls. |
SnowAngel: | did I tell y'all about the cotton balls? and at least five of my Express Cleansing Wipes and a BIG dollop of moisturizer. |
SnowAngel: | I shld get a nanny cam! |
Fri, Oct 4
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zoegirl: | you guys! Doug is driving up to visit me tonight! HE suggested it, and HE'S making it happen, and I was worried for no good reason!!! |
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SnowAngel: | Zoe! that is WONDERFUL! *happy dance, happy dance* |
SnowAngel: | oh, I'm so glad. phew! |
zoegirl: | yes. PHEW. I think the strangeness between us WAS just growing pains. probably every couple has them, every couple but Maddie and Ian. |
SnowAngel: | and they're so perfect together it makes me want to puke. |
SnowAngel: | all those sweet FB posts and tumblr pages! adorbs! |
mad maddie: | the word “adorbs” makes me want to puke. |
mad maddie: | and hello, ladies! I might pop in and out of convo cuz I'm in class, altho it is very much class-according-to-Santa-Cruz. |
mad maddie: | prof had us meet outside, so I'm typing from under a zillion hundred-year-old redwoods. when I look up, all I can see are pockets of sky. I am a tiny little ant, and the world is insanely big. |
zoegirl: | what class? |
mad maddie: | intro to philosophy. we're all just kind of . . . philosophizing. |
SnowAngel: | so how *are* things b/w you and Ian? has the long-distance thing been hard for y'all at all? |
mad maddie: | r u insane? of course. I miss Ian all the time, I think about him all the time, I want to be with him all the time. |
zoegirl: | except when you are doing the cool things you do with Zara and the Esbees, right? your life is totally an adventure, and for the record, I am continually trying to be more like you. |
mad maddie: | well . . . thx, I guess. |
zoegirl: | I'm trying to get out there more, and it's kind of working, but I seriously would like to know how you and Ian are holding so strong. |
mad maddie: | we Skype a lot. we study together when we can, and we try to always have a face-to-face goodnight, |
zoegirl: | Doug and I Skype, but not that much. |
mad maddie: | Ian wears honest-to-god pajamas, btw. striped ones with pants and a button-up pajama shirt. he says the guys on his hall give him hell. |
SnowAngel: | I bet! but I'm sure he looks super-cute. |
mad maddie: | he wears them ironically. for the record. |
zoegirl: | maybe I need to Skype with Doug more. |
zoegirl: | maybe I need to buy him pajamas . . . |
SnowAngel: | *lifts eyebrows* |
SnowAngel: | Skype away, but it wld be creepy to try to turn Doug into Ian. |
zoegirl: | I didn't mean it like that. |
zoegirl: | GROAN |
mad maddie: | hey. don't worry about any of that when yr with Doug tonight. just relax and enjoy!!! |
Fri, Oct 4
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SnowAngel: | ladies! |
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SnowAngel: | THE WEEK OF CHEESE AND BREAD IS OVER! |
SnowAngel: | raise yr glasses for me. No. More. Cheese! |
Sat, Oct 5
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mad maddie: | I am here to tell u that there truly are banana slugs all over UCSC's campus. u heard it here first, lady. |
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SnowAngel: | yay! |
SnowAngel: | banana slugs are UCSC's mascot, right? |
mad maddie: | yah, and they're actually kind of gross. they leave trails of slug-slime behind them. also, they're way bigger than I imagined. |
SnowAngel: | as big as a banana? |
mad maddie: | smaller than a banana, bigger than . . . |
mad maddie: | eh, who cares |
mad maddie: | made me think of high school, tho, and applying to colleges, since that's when I first learned about banana slugs. |
mad maddie: | that world seems so far away. remember how important Jana Whitaker was to us? and Zoeâha! how she hid in the back of Jana's car to steal her teddy bear? |
SnowAngel: | Boo Boo Bear! aw, good ol' Boo Boo Bear. |
mad maddie: | do u follow Jana on Twitter or anything? |
SnowAngel: | me? no. |
SnowAngel: | why? |
mad maddie: | oh, cuz of the stomach-pumping thing. did Zoe tell you about that? I'm wondering if she's ok, believe it or not. |
SnowAngel: | yeah. hold on . . . |
SnowAngel: | *mad Twitter activity* |
SnowAngel: | kk, I am now officially following her. but you know, you *cld* follow her yrself |
mad maddie: | except then she'd see me in her list of followers. no thx. |
SnowAngel: | but you have no problem with her knowing that I'm following her? |
mad maddie: | I don't want her to think I'm lame. |
SnowAngel: | but it's fine for her to think I'm lame? |
SnowAngel: | ooo! ooo! she just posted something! |
SnowAngel: | wow, so deep. she said, “if yr not moving forward, yr falling behind. go back to high school, losah.” |
mad maddie: | you're moving forward. don't worry. |
SnowAngel: | of course I'm moving forward. why wldn't I be moving forward? and why “don't worry”? |
SnowAngel: | WAIT. she's not saying that to *me*, is she? |
mad maddie: | one beat . . . |
mad maddie: | two beats . . . |
SnowAngel: | oh my god! she was, cuz she posted it the microsecond after I started following her! |
mad maddie: | she's JANA. did u really think she'd change? |
mad maddie: | u gave her an opening, and she slipped right back into high school. |
mad maddie: | or not. maybe high school came with her. |
SnowAngel: | huh? |
mad maddie: | sometimes I think I ran away from high school just to end up right back in high school, only now it's called college. |
mad maddie: | DON'T tweet her back! |