Saturday, November 21, 2009

February 21, 1998

Dear Di,

This is the perfect time to write. My parents and sister all went out to Caribou Coffee, leaving me here because I was sleeping.

We got our pictures today. I look-- OK, I guess. But just imagine the different reactions Eli and I will have when we see each other's pictures in the yearbook. (He's not in my class).

Eli will probably crack up when seeing me and say to Keith, "God, is Vanessa ugly or what?"

The exact opposite with me. A pool of drool will be forming at my feet even if I just GLANCE at his picture. That's just how much he likely hates me, and I with certainty love him. That's all, I guess.

Vanessa

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