Yolo (15 page)

SnowAngel:

that Vicodin made me CONK, I'll tell u.

SnowAngel:

must go brush my teeth or they will have to fumigate the whole dorm. also I need to erase a teeny-tiny oopsie of a lie I might have told.

SnowAngel:

apparently, Lucy *didn't* finish off my box of chocolates. apparently I did. or so says Reid.

SnowAngel:

but Lucy is still a thief, cuz she still stole the Q-tips, the conditioner, and the cotton balls.

SnowAngel:

did I tell y'all about the cotton balls? and at least five of my Express Cleansing Wipes and a BIG dollop of moisturizer.

SnowAngel:

I shld get a nanny cam!

SnowAngel:

Zoe! that is WONDERFUL! *happy dance, happy dance*

SnowAngel:

oh, I'm so glad. phew!

zoegirl:

yes. PHEW. I think the strangeness between us WAS just growing pains. probably every couple has them, every couple but Maddie and Ian.

SnowAngel:

and they're so perfect together it makes me want to puke.

SnowAngel:

all those sweet FB posts and tumblr pages! adorbs!

mad maddie:

the word “adorbs” makes me want to puke.

mad maddie:

and hello, ladies! I might pop in and out of convo cuz I'm in class, altho it is very much class-according-to-Santa-Cruz.

mad maddie:

prof had us meet outside, so I'm typing from under a zillion hundred-year-old redwoods. when I look up, all I can see are pockets of sky. I am a tiny little ant, and the world is insanely big.

zoegirl:

what class?

mad maddie:

intro to philosophy. we're all just kind of . . . philosophizing.

SnowAngel:

so how *are* things b/w you and Ian? has the long-distance thing been hard for y'all at all?

mad maddie:

r u insane? of course. I miss Ian all the time, I think about him all the time, I want to be with him all the time.

zoegirl:

except when you are doing the cool things you do with Zara and the Esbees, right? your life is totally an adventure, and for the record, I am continually trying to be more like you.

mad maddie:

well . . . thx, I guess.

zoegirl:

I'm trying to get out there more, and it's kind of working, but I seriously would like to know how you and Ian are holding so strong.

mad maddie:

we Skype a lot. we study together when we can, and we try to always have a face-to-face goodnight,
even if I have to take my laptop into the lounge for privacy.

zoegirl:

Doug and I Skype, but not that much.

mad maddie:

Ian wears honest-to-god pajamas, btw. striped ones with pants and a button-up pajama shirt. he says the guys on his hall give him hell.

SnowAngel:

I bet! but I'm sure he looks super-cute.

mad maddie:

he wears them ironically. for the record.

zoegirl:

maybe I need to Skype with Doug more.

zoegirl:

maybe I need to buy him pajamas . . .

SnowAngel:

*lifts eyebrows*

SnowAngel:

Skype away, but it wld be creepy to try to turn Doug into Ian.

zoegirl:

I didn't mean it like that.

zoegirl:

GROAN

mad maddie:

hey. don't worry about any of that when yr with Doug tonight. just relax and enjoy!!!

SnowAngel:

THE WEEK OF CHEESE AND BREAD IS OVER!

SnowAngel:

raise yr glasses for me. No. More. Cheese!

SnowAngel:

yay!

SnowAngel:

banana slugs are UCSC's mascot, right?

mad maddie:

yah, and they're actually kind of gross. they leave trails of slug-slime behind them. also, they're way bigger than I imagined.

SnowAngel:

as big as a banana?

mad maddie:

smaller than a banana, bigger than . . .

mad maddie:

eh, who cares

mad maddie:

made me think of high school, tho, and applying to colleges, since that's when I first learned about banana slugs.

mad maddie:

that world seems so far away. remember how important Jana Whitaker was to us? and Zoe—ha! how she hid in the back of Jana's car to steal her teddy bear?

SnowAngel:

Boo Boo Bear! aw, good ol' Boo Boo Bear.

mad maddie:

do u follow Jana on Twitter or anything?

SnowAngel:

me? no.

SnowAngel:

why?

mad maddie:

oh, cuz of the stomach-pumping thing. did Zoe tell you about that? I'm wondering if she's ok, believe it or not.

SnowAngel:

yeah. hold on . . .

SnowAngel:

*mad Twitter activity*

SnowAngel:

kk, I am now officially following her. but you know, you *cld* follow her yrself

mad maddie:

except then she'd see me in her list of followers. no thx.

SnowAngel:

but you have no problem with her knowing that I'm following her?

mad maddie:

I don't want her to think I'm lame.

SnowAngel:

but it's fine for her to think I'm lame?

SnowAngel:

ooo! ooo! she just posted something!

SnowAngel:

wow, so deep. she said, “if yr not moving forward, yr falling behind. go back to high school, losah.”

mad maddie:

you're moving forward. don't worry.

SnowAngel:

of course I'm moving forward. why wldn't I be moving forward? and why “don't worry”?

SnowAngel:

WAIT. she's not saying that to *me*, is she?

mad maddie:

one beat . . .

mad maddie:

two beats . . .

SnowAngel:

oh my god! she was, cuz she posted it the microsecond after I started following her!

mad maddie:

she's JANA. did u really think she'd change?

mad maddie:

u gave her an opening, and she slipped right back into high school.

mad maddie:

or not. maybe high school came with her.

SnowAngel:

huh?

mad maddie:

sometimes I think I ran away from high school just to end up right back in high school, only now it's called college.

mad maddie:

DON'T tweet her back!