November 12, 2012

Love Is The Best And Worst Thing: Part 1





TRANSCRIPT:
Natalie: 
3-21-97
8:05 am
Nicole,  Well we are on the plane to Houston, and all I can think about is Bryan.  I really pray that you told him about what I said.    I know he probably doesn’t like me, but what about those things he said?!
*Anyways*
I hope you had fun in Georgia.  Maybe we will both meet some fine guys.  But I’ll be thinking of Bryan.  Is Preston still ignoring you?  I hope you can work things out with him.  Alecia is thinking of breaking up with J.T. cause she still loves Brad.  But don’t tell anyone!  How long have Bryan and that girl been going out?  I wonder how hot it will be in Cozumel.  I think William is cute, kinda.  But I like Bryan more.  I think Lindsey is really nice.  She deserves better than Pedro!  He is the BIGGEST JERK!  But that doesn’t matter, you thought he was sweet.  I hope you like it in Georgia.  I want you to be happy.  Well, got to go 4- now.  

Well, it’s 10:15 am and we left Houston at 9:40.  I can’t wait to get to Cozumel!  There’s a cute guy sitting 2 rows behind me.  BUT I WANT BRYAN!  Well, see ya 4 now.

SF = “Still Flying”
TOB = “Thinking of Bryan”

Right now I’m still flying and I’m listening to “There’s No Me Without You” and thinking of Bryan.  Now “Un-Break My Heart” and TOB.  Now “How Could An Angel Break My Heart”.  :(  I don’t even know him, but I can’t stop thinking about him!  We’re flying over Cozumel now.  11:40 am.

Well, we’re at the house and it’s 4:50 pm.  Sorry I haven’t called but there’s no phone in this house!  Well by now you probably already know what Bryan said.  Will I be happy or sad?  You had to find out today because it had to dive(?) with Thursday and next week will be too late!  And I hope you had Lindsey ask him because he told her everything at the track meet.  

Well being here isn’t the best.  I‘d rather be in Grapevine.  I MISS YOU.  Well I don’t know what time it is but I’m going to bed.  At least this time in Cozumel gives me time to TOB.  Goodnight…

3-22-97
Wow, I just got back from scuba diving, it is so fun.  There were fish all around me.  Right now I’m listening to Leanne Rimes, wearing your shirt, and the smell of fingernail polish and apple body spray is in the air.  It all reminds me of you.  I hope you’re having fun in Georgia.




So if you couldn’t tell by the title of today’s post, this is the first in a 4-part series.  Nat-a-tat thought it would be fun to compose a 13-page letter detailing her travels – and more importantly, her love tribulations – during her 8th grade spring break trip to Mexico.  Fitting, since I, too will be heading to Mexico soon...

I’d like to start off by assuring everyone that Nat and I have never been anything more than the bestest of friends. I know things got a little ambiguous with the whole “I’m wearing your shirt and the smell of apple spray and nail polish is in the air.  It all reminds me of you…” part, but I promise it has never gone further than a “so close we’re like sisters” kind of friendship.  It couldn’t have been easy being trapped in Mexico with your family while you pine relentlessly over a boy who may or may not feel the same way.  So no gay jokes, please.

Now, let’s get to the more pressing matter at hand…. HOLY OBSESSION, BATMAN!  You know you got it bad for someone when you have to make an abbreviation for every time you TOB (that’s “Thinking of Bryan”, in case you missed it).  Thank goodness she had the Toni Braxton cd to get her through it.  Here’s hoping her week in Mexico can shift her focus to other things besides her undying devotion to this Bryan douche.  Who, by the way, I have no recollection of whatsoever.  Stay tuned to see what the rest of the week has in store for our Natalie!

RANDOM MEMORY ALERT – while Nat was hamming it up in Cozumel, I was in Georgia looking at places to live with my mom.  One night I was sitting in my hotel room watching Wheel of Fortune and not being cool, when a breaking news story came on about some crazy mass suicide in California… as in, the Heaven’s Gate cult.   Creeeeeeeeepy...

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