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Authors: Lauren Myracle

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Fri, Sept 20
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SnowAngel:

Maddie made it to California! yaaaaaay!

zoegirl:

I know, cuz I saw her pic of the UC Santa Cruz sign.

zoegirl:

did you talk to her? is she thrilled to finally be there?

zoegirl:

did you tell her what's going on with me and Doug?

SnowAngel:

no, cuz she just got there.

SnowAngel:

and I'm totally not saying this to be insensitive, but
the stuff with Doug is really just . . . well . . . more of the same, isn't it?

SnowAngel:

altho you know I am always here and that I am hugging you from . . . however many states there are b/w GA and Ohio!

SnowAngel:

hey, quick question, my smartie friend. just randomly asking, but . . . however many states *are* there b/w GA and Ohio?? ten? twelve? four and a half?

zoegirl:

two. but you're right. let's change the subject.

SnowAngel:

okeydoke

SnowAngel:

in that case, I will share with you that I kinda want to strangle my roommate and burn her with fire.

zoegirl:

oh, that Lucy. what did she do now?

SnowAngel:

to start with, I think she's stealing from me. I will save that topic for another time, however.

SnowAngel:

what I'm annoyed about right now is her bad attitude. last night we had an all-dorm BBQ, and she rolled her eyes right out of her head when everyone sang the Georgia fight song, which goes like this:

SnowAngel:

Gooooooo, Dawgs! Sic ‘em! Woof, woof, woof!

zoegirl:

huh

zoegirl:

wow

SnowAngel:

it takes one's breath away. I know.

SnowAngel:

but Lucy, who as you know IS ALSO A FRESHMAN AT UGA, showed no love for the poor little Georgia Bulldogs. and then later she started an Instagram account for “UGA Haters.” isn't that so tacky?

SnowAngel:

she used a pic of a confederate flag, which happens to be hanging in the window of one of the frat houses.

zoegirl:

ew

SnowAngel:

ew to the flag or ew to Lucy's hate page?

zoegirl:

both

SnowAngel:

AND she's been making snide remarks about
the Greek system in general. she thinks I'm a horrible person for joining a sorority, even tho the Alpha Zetas wld NEVER hang a confederate flag anywhere.

zoegirl:

did she say that on her hate page? I hate hate pages, btw.

SnowAngel:

she said that everyone who goes to Georgia is a redneck, a racist, or a beauty queen—or very possibly all three. AND she made fun of the woof-woof song.

zoegirl:

SnowAngel:

so explain, please: why did Lucy enroll at a school she hates?

zoegirl:

state school? low tuition?

SnowAngel:

SnowAngel:

unhelpful

zoegirl:

yeah, well, Lucy may not be your new BFF (she better not be!), but at least you have a roommate.

SnowAngel:

puh-lease. having a single is living the dream, my friend. no sympathy points there.

zoegirl:

grrr. everyone says I'm soooo lucky to have gotten a single, but I don't know.

zoegirl:

sometimes it's nice . . .

zoegirl:

but sometimes it's lonely.

SnowAngel:

I'd happily mail Lucy to you if I cld, but alas, I have yet to persuade her to climb into an envelope.

SnowAngel:

as for the lonely . . .

SnowAngel:

go ahead, toots. let it out. is there a new Doug installment since the awkward phone call installment?

zoegirl:

no. I'm just missing him like crazy.

zoegirl:

but our phone call this morning WAS awkward. something weird is definitely going on between
us . . . but please don't lecture me, because I already know I'm being pathetic.

zoegirl:

if Doug's going to break up with me, he's going to break up with me, right?

SnowAngel:

if Doug breaks up with you, he's an idiot—and if there IS something weird going on, I'm sure it's just the whole being at different colleges thing.

zoegirl:

I know, I know.

zoegirl:

it is hard to not physically BE with someone. Skyping helps, and FaceTime, but it's nothing like the real thing.

SnowAngel:

that might be the whole problem, you know. it's so easy to read someone's signals wrong over texts.

zoegirl:

maybe

zoegirl:

but this morning's weirdness DIDN'T happen over text.

zoegirl:

did I tell you the part about how he interrupted me?

SnowAngel:

mainly you told me that he seemed kind of distracted.

zoegirl:

because he did. it made me wonder what he was distracted BY.

SnowAngel:

that's the kind of thinking that'll drive you nutso

zoegirl:

and then, right as I was in the middle of saying how excited I am to see him this weekend, he cut me off and said, “Zoe, you know I love you, but you don't have to come up tomorrow if you don't want to.”

SnowAngel:

what? why? and why didn't you tell me earlier?

zoegirl:

I don't know. because I was embarrassed?

zoegirl:

then he went on this spiel about “it's such a long drive, we've both got so much work, and shouldn't you be making friends at Kenyon?”

SnowAngel:

hmm

SnowAngel:

first of all, don't EVER be embarrassed to tell me anything. that is the law and you know it.

SnowAngel:

second of all, I agree that it's strange for him to tell you not to visit him, but he's kind of right about the friends thing.

SnowAngel:

he's making new friends, so shldn't you do the same thing? and then you wldn't feel so lonely!

zoegirl:

I *am* doing that!

zoegirl:

kind of

zoegirl:

I just don't like parties and loudness and being bumped into by drunk people. I always feel like such a wallflower.

SnowAngel:

but you choose to be a wallflower! if you got in there and, like, mingled, it wld be a whole diff story!

zoegirl:

whatever. it's not even a two-hour drive from Kenyon to Oberlin. doesn't he *want* me to come?

SnowAngel:

oh, sweetie, I'm sure he does.

SnowAngel:

are you still going to?

zoegirl:

yes, because I love him.

SnowAngel:

I know, but you can't spend ALL your time missing him.

zoegirl:

I don't! I'm also studying my butt off!

zoegirl:

but what if I can't help it?

SnowAngel:

you can.

zoegirl:

can I?

SnowAngel:

aaargh. you are awesome and wonderful—of course you can!
!!!

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