Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
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Thursday, May 5, 2011

teach yourself a lesson pt. 5

Dear Grade 8 Julia,

All I have to say is, bitch you were so skinny. And you didn't even know it. Even with all the crap you ate, like on a Friday afternoon when you went home with Alana after school to get ready for ballet lessons and her mum would prepare a killer afternoon tea. Tim Tams, Wagon Wheels, Donuts, Chocolate. Anything and everything that has zero nutritional value. Those were the days.

Love 20 years, 4 days Julia

Dear Grade 9 Julia,

Alright so you got off to a rough start with your teacher. Being late on the first day and getting in trouble for all the shit that the boys were doing to irritate you. That time Luca was sitting opposite to you with his back to the teacher, playing with blu-tac, sticking it on his face to mock your beauty spot. That time Matt was kicking your bag across the room when it was "chairs-up, clean-up time". That time Tim scrubbed your chair with shoe buff and asked you if your chair was extra slippery. Ok so you didn't get in trouble for that, it was just funny. They were all just dumb and looking for a laugh. Don't stress. It's all good.

Love 20 years, 4 days Julia