This makes me sad:
ABYCsailor: hooker.
HWTEgrl: heeey
ABYCsailor: i need to know when you
wanna come home friday
HWTEgrl: on friday? come home?
ABYCsailor: yes
HWTEgrl: why? aunt shirley?
ABYCsailor: so we can go visit aunt
shirley
ABYCsailor: yes
ABYCsailor: you have practice?
HWTEgrl: ohhhh. are you not going
to the regatta the next day?
HWTEgrl: isn't it n/south?
ABYCsailor: no....
ABYCsailor: stanford invite
HWTEgrl: ohhhhhhh.
ABYCsailor: im not going cuz of aunt
shirley
HWTEgrl: riiight. forgot about that.
hang on a sec
ABYCsailor: oh, and i got a ralph's club
card...so if u want one of the nifty
keychain ones they gave me, i can give
it to ya
HWTEgrl: ummm. oh, i have one of
those too.
ABYCsailor: oh yea?
HWTEgrl: ok, tom said "don't even
bother wi/ practice"
ABYCsailor: well, i have a SENIOR
benefits one
ABYCsailor: nyaaaaaaa
HWTEgrl: however, i dunno when ha
ha ha we're leaving for the regatta
ABYCsailor: oh, you're going?
ABYCsailor: well, fuck me
HWTEgrl: i could not go
ABYCsailor: you'd better tell me now
ABYCsailor: cuz i gotta plan major shit,
and im super stressed
HWTEgrl: what do you need to
know? when is ur practice?
ABYCsailor: i need to know if you're
goin to the fuckin regatta this weekend!
ABYCsailor: jesus
HWTEgrl: fuck it.
HWTEgrl: aunt shirley's more
important
ABYCsailor: ok, then i will try and get
out of practice friday to come get you
that morning
HWTEgrl: okay. at like 1pm?
HWTEgrl: ohhh, you don't have
class...arg!
ABYCsailor: 1 pm?
HWTEgrl: ok, twelve?
ABYCsailor: well, whenever
HWTEgrl: i'm calling mom...
ABYCsailor: no
ABYCsailor: they're sleeping dumbass
HWTEgrl: oops. fuccck,
HWTEgrl: forgot!
HWTEgrl: i thought it was only nine
oclock
ABYCsailor: pay attention stupid
ABYCsailor: :-P
HWTEgrl: arrrrrrrrrrrg
HWTEgrl: me dumbass
HWTEgrl: ok.
ABYCsailor: send fuckin send me a
goddamn email and tell me WHAT TIME
TO GET YOU ON FRIDAY
ABYCsailor: and be ready
HWTEgrl: well, fuck it. A. shirley's
more important. TWELVE. allright. pick
me up @hillgard and strathmore
HWTEgrl: (sorority row)
ABYCsailor: by the AEPI house?
HWTEgrl: yeah. I'll hoof it over there
like no tomorrow
ABYCsailor: k
HWTEgrl: should i bring anything to
stay overnite?
ABYCsailor: DUH
HWTEgrl: i'm gonna skip el regatta.
ok.
HWTEgrl: i'll do that
ABYCsailor: ok
HWTEgrl: so, twelve at aephi
HWTEgrl: cool
ABYCsailor: cool
Very sad indeed. I love my great aunt. Why does she have to die so soon? I don't want her to! I still have the best memories of her---giving me pearl earrings for my birthday, and upon learning that I couldn't wear them, saying "Eh, wait till you pearce your ears then!!" Of learning to hula. Of visiting with them at Catalina on the beach, while they wore their gigantic hats. Of giving her a hug every time I saw her (so she wouldn't get offended if I forgot). Of her biting and amusing wit. The smell of her cigarettes---smoky and mysterious when you hugged her. Her jewelry, and incredibly bright colored clothes. Her olive skin. The way her eyes crinkled up at the corners and how she always called me "dearie".
I love you aunt Shirley.
Stick around until friday, okay? I want to see you again...before I never have the chance to again. Tell God you need a few more days.
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