Yolo

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not all of my new UGA buds.
zoegirl:
Angela, yes they are. omigod. the ONLY pictures you post are sorority pics and party pics and drunkish party-outfit-posing pics.
SnowAngel:
not true!
SnowAngel:
maybe true.
SnowAngel:
ok, true, except don’t forget my derpy puppies in a basket picture.
zoegirl:
I asked Maddie about it, and she said she just doesn’t like having her picture taken.
SnowAngel:
she doesn’t. remember her whole curl-up-in-a-ball/ hide-her-face-with-her-hands phase when either of us tried to take her pic?
zoegirl:
but she grew out of that phase
SnowAngel:
well, I don’t know, then. I guess she grew back in.
    Mon, Oct 14 , 7:55 PM E . D . T .
zoegirl:
there is a pumpkin in our dining hall that weighs 1,400 pounds and is named Gourdzilla!
zoegirl:
it is so cool!
mad maddie:
that is one big pumpkin.
mad maddie:
how do u know it weighs that much?
zoegirl:
there’s a sign. also I just now lifted it up, and by my guesstimate, that sounded about right.
mad maddie:
such a brute! I like!
zoegirl:
Holly and Gannon and I held hands and tried to wrap our arms around her, but we didn’t come close.
mad maddie:
her? the pumpkin has a vagina?
zoegirl:
no.
zoegirl:
well, not to my knowledge.
zoegirl:
but it’s a tradition at Kenyon to have a gigantic pumpkin in the cafeteria to celebrate fall, and I guess the pumpkin is always a “she.” that’s how everyone refers to her.
zoegirl:
she’s huge, Maddie. seriously, you would love her.
mad maddie:
snapchat?
zoegirl:
yes, ma’am . . .
mad maddie:
omfg, I LOVE THAT PUMPKIN. I want to eat that pumpkin and have that pumpkin’s babies!
zoegirl:
the second pic is of Holly and Gannon. they both say hi.
mad maddie:
hi back
mad maddie:
why is Holly’s belly button green?
zoegirl:
she got bored in one of her classes and colored it.
mad maddie:
why is her belly button visible?
zoegirl:
because she has her shirt tied back, silly!
zoegirl:
kidding. I mean, it IS, but the “why” is because she wanted to show off her green belly button. she’s hoping people will think it’s mold.
mad maddie:
well, she and Gannon both look nice.
zoegirl:
they are. they were worried about me during my time in the Bad Lands too, as it turns out.
mad maddie:
but yr better now?
zoegirl:
yup. I went for a run again this morning, and I’m going to try to make myself do that three times a week. I’m not going to skip class anymore, and today I met with all my profs and asked if I could make up the work I missed.
zoegirl:
my heart is still secretly hurting . . . but too bad.
mad maddie:
fake it till ya make it?
zoegirl:
yes. exactly.
zoegirl:
and I’m not TOTALLY faking it. alone in my dorm room, I’m a pathetic self-pitying mess, but when I’m with other people, it’s so much better.
mad maddie:
which—ahem—I told you five million years ago
zoegirl:
I know, I know.
zoegirl:
so what’d you do over the weekend?
mad maddie:
you have to ask? I sat alone in my dorm room like a pathetic self-pitying mess, obviously.
zoegirl:
Maddie . . .
zoegirl:
zoegirl:
that was kind of mean. did you intend it to be?
mad maddie:
I didn’t. I’m sorry. the second I hit “send,” I realized it wasn’t a good joke.
zoegirl:
it wasn’t even a bad joke.
mad maddie:
yr right, and I really am sorry.
mad maddie:
what I really did over the weekend—hold on to yer hat—was go ghost hunting!
zoegirl:
no way
mad maddie:
way! there’s a building on campus that’s supposedly haunted, and my suitemates and I snuck in thru the window and went down to the basement, which is the most haunted part of the entire haunted building.
zoegirl:
eek, I would have been worried about the campus police.
zoegirl:
was it creepy?
mad maddie:
so creepy I can’t even tell you. human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together . . . mass hysteria!
zoegirl:
haha
mad maddie:
ok, but there WAS a

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