This weekend, I opened a box of notes exchanged between me and my classmates during junior high school. Most of them were too adolescent to bear re-reading, but overall it was a nostalgic experience. I object to facebook's photo policy (i.e., I object to their "right" to steal my images), and so am posting a selection here.
Perhaps worth noting:
- "silent bell" refers to the year the school decided to turn off the bells that indicated the start and finish of class/passing time
- "W/B" abbreviates "write back," but is so often followed by its translation that one wonders how the texting culture ever managed to become established
I have fewer of my own notes (presumably having delivered the majority to their intended recipients), but here are a few examples:
And some from other folks, whose privacy I've tried to protect:
The next one is from one of the valedictorians of our class (we had ten, for some reason). I'm relatively certain she didn't actually think l'
école
était tr
ès stupide.
The sad part about the next one is the sheer number of notes I have from this particular person, and
I don't know who he is. Even though I referenced him in the lavender flowers note above. They almost all contain "I don't need you I don't want you" -- maybe a song lyric? -- and then ask for some commitment of attention or attendance at an event. Hopefully I was nice to him.
[From the same guy] You don't like my little brother? You mean, the kid who's going to blow his brains out next year at the tender age of 14? On second thought, perhaps I don't care whether or not I was nice to you. I certainly don't give a fuck what you think about my brother.
From the guy I was dating, who was apparently having trouble fending off my competition?
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