Well, like I said, I got the note that Larry (the freak) wrote me. It was in a sealed envelope marked “JOANNA.” The letter inside is scrawled in pencil on a piece of notebook paper. The date is stamped at the top with the stamp they use in the library to mark books being checked…
I stayed up late again last night talking to people on the Internet. I guess I finally gave up and went to bed around 3:30 a.m. My mom walked into my room a few hours later, saying, “Wake up! It’s morning! I have something for you.” I pulled the covers away from my eyes. Not…
It happened again today. A couple of weeks ago, a girl sitting next to me in psych class turned toward me before the lecture began. It’s a big class, maybe not big for university standards, but big for the college I attend. I sat on the front row in the middle, my customary seat in…