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September 03, 2005 |
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Dear John Paul
FOUND by Al Bari
in Norridge, Illinois
Found at Cumberland and Montrose
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
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I had a friend in high school. Well he wasn't really a friend... he just like to talk to me in homeroom when he bothered to show up.
If he was there and I wasn't he'd make a point of slipping notes similar to this into my locker for the next day
"Hey sweetie,
I'm at school today, I missed talking to you, I'm stoned out of my mind, we could have gotten high together,
Love,
sibbles.
"I'm high. It's okay," - I really doubt your okay if you're high.
Depends what you're high on. Life... love... as long as you're not high on meth you're okay in my book. I'd rather have a high friend than a friend who is so closed minded that they think in absolutes, i.e. people who state that they doubt that a person can be high and okay at the same time.
Burn!
Kassandra - that made me so sad. I never got kick ass notes like that in high school.
hell yeah lily!
i like the "Baby, I love you sweetie pie."
I wish my name was sibbles.
I think maybe Sibbles loved you.
I wonder who John Paul was...
Sibbles is such a cute name.
The Pope??
If she's just got to school at 10.35 I guess she's late. But maybe he'll forgive her.
Seriously Lily, high on love for him would be good. After the night before, maybe.
But... like so many Founds, if it was found on the street then maybe he threw it away and it wasn't appreciated. Sigh.
this kid is dumb. not the getting high part, because that is pretty much awesome. mostly just the part about writing it down. at least we tried to keep it secretive in high school.
At least she's honest.
It's to Ziller, from Amanda.
pope john paul
This note reminds me of the day in eighth grade when the girl next to me kept giggling as I tried to talk to her; she then passed me a note that said "I'm too stoned to talk!"
Since we were both straight A students, I gave her a rather disapproving look; she then looked me right in the eye, laughed again, and said "Why not?"
After I thought about it for a second I had to admit that she was right. In our 1970s public school system we were plagued by a bunch of lazy-ass, drunken teachers who would rather show us movies all day while they snored at their desks than to bother teaching us anything. Of course, high school was even worse. I can't believe our country has survived the intervening decades with such a worthless educational system in place. So I say "party on" sweetie pie!
I shouldn't have stated that our teachers were "drunken" in the above comment. To be more accurate I would have to say that during school hours they were usually merely hungover.
I know someone named John Paul, but, he would probably never recieve a note of this nature.
god knows i love pie too.
Can you imagine if their kids found this note twenty years from now? Very "Bridges of Madison County"...