How do texts possibly compete...

Weell. Since the camera isn't cooperating and uploading backsplash photos, I thought it'd be fun to go in the Wayback Box in the basement... that's right: The Gradeschool Note Box.

Note written to me, circa 1993, in pink pen.

Alyssa,

Hi! What's (upward pointing arrow). Nothing here. (love how this is the standard greeting in *all* my Jr High notes.) Channel 1 is so boring. Some issues are good but alot of them are stupid. Well, what did you do last night? Brad called me. We talked for 1 hour. We talked about Mark and about the swim team. Well, guess what else happened last night? Sara came over and my parents weren't home and we rode the lawnmower. Carrie came over and started it. We were riding and Sarah wouldn't stop and Carrie was trying to pull her off. I was backed up against the pool and Sara couldn't steer so the lawnmower hit my legs and my right leg hurts alot but don't tell my mom. Please!!!! So that's why I have a limp. Bye.