analog instant messages
you have found my collection of passed
notes from the 90s, welcome.
spanning from the beginning of 1995 to junior year of high school in 1998, a note, reproduced verbatim from the original with the
exception of all names, is posted to this blog in the order I'd received it. each post contains one note, and a brief narration of the back story as best I can remember it.
there will also be, from time to time, relevant
photos,
songs,
videos,
links,
objects,
quotes,
diaries,
poems, and other
ephemera (all admittedly
completely self-indulgent and wince-inducing).
Eve,
I love you to very much. So whats up. Not realy much cool hear. Well I have to talk to you about us. Its not that bad but I’m not breakin up with you. I cant wait till that big kiss rolls my way. Alrighty I cant wait to see you again or 5th period. I read the lyrics to #9 (TearJerker) Your right it has nothing to do with us. Hey that girl on the front of the CD looks like you in a good way. I’m a waitin and a waitin but I still cant see you.
I love you + I cant wait to see you.
W/B
Jim
Have I already alluded to the fact that Jim had the IQ of pancake? I’m pretty sure I did. Jim didn’t never made it past no tenth grade, like a lot of the people I associated with during my first two years of high school. The earlier your birth date came up in the year, the earlier you turned 16, thus the sooner you could legally drop out. The up side of this, for me, though I did not understand at the time, was that it worked as a sort of social Darwinism, and after my first half of high school, all the shit ass loser dirtbags were gone. Once their influence became less prevalent in my day-to-day, I was able to better get myself together. I wouldn’t say I was ever fully reformed though. This sometimes detrimental FTW spirit has remained a big knotty ball, wound up within me ever since.
