The Box

THE BOX




Okay, in light of my most recent chapter, I decided, even though I really didn't want to, that I needed to go through "the box". The box that everyone has. The box of letters and keep sakes from your old flames and old friends. I came to a couple conclusions after going through it. #1 I knew a lot of people in jail! #2 I was an attention whore! (Actually I kinda still am) Do they have rehab for that? #3 I think I owe many people apologies and it's amazing I haven't been shot. #4 amazingly enough I had A LOT of admirers. Some of the letters in my box are from people I have absolutely no recollection of whatsoever.



I found my letters from Dave, and man was he sweet. I also found some funny ones that I have no idea who they are from. Here goes!



An elementary school valentine’s day card from "mike" with a picture of "Ziggy" on the front that says "name three people who think you are neat" lol no idea who that is from....



A LOT of letters from my old bff Josh Hart from JAIL, I can't tell you how shocked I was when I got a friend request on FB from him, because I really figured he'd be in prison by now. I am glad he isn't though.



A "circle yes or no" note asking me to go out with a Mr. "Chris Zorzi"......vague memory, don’t know which one I circled lol.



A note from my ex high school boyfriend Josh that was written on the back of a Subway coupon...guess that was a two for....get a dollar off my lunch and have something to read while I was eating it????



An unsigned note that reads...."Hey Baby, I know you’re breaking up with your boyfriend because you want me. It's ok. I understand, if you want a corny guy like me. My car will be fixed by Saturday so I can give you a ride now, for a few hummers. I don't know why you wanted me to write you a note, butt write back or something. P.S. call me baby. (I don’t know why I wanted this guy to write me a note either, and I can assure you, no hummers were exchanged).



A note from an "Eric R" asking me to be his "one and only girl" and he has extremely girly handwriting...I am guessing my answer was NO!



Photo copies of a boy named Tom's Sr pictures, because he ran out of "actual" wallets to give to me.



An autographed air plane barf bag, I think it reads "David....something with a B and #12" no clue what that is from or who signed it lol.



An empty wallet, which contains a real picture of a real family that I have no recollection of. (Did I do that many drugs??)



A "post it" that I am assuming was taped to my car that reads, “Tara, Hay come see me at the all washed up car wash. J" (No that isn't a joke; we used to like, chill there!!!) It was THE spot to be!



Some "old school" homemade computer cards from a one Mr. Matt Harvey (shout out!)



Then I found this retarded note that is on a piece of ripped paper, I have no idea who I am writing back and forth with but here goes

Me: Wanna hang out?

Mystery man: not this weekend.

Me: That's good because Friday and Saturday I'll be partying with Mike (no clue) on Valentine’s Day and Fri I’m going to a wedding with him. But whenever you want next weekend or something. We can watch movies at my house if my Grandparents go out on fri/sat. Cool?

MM: maybe.

Me: Listen, don’t give me this maybe crap, I’m a busy girl, people to see/parties to go to, ya know? I want to spend time with you so tell me y/n or I might get violent! I’m not asking you to commit murder!

MM: show your tits, show your tits, show your tits, ha ha ha thanx.

Me: tell me y/n and then you'll know if your going to see'em.

MM: OK



I could go on forever!!! How funny is this shit though??? I don't remember hardly any of it and I have a box filled to the brim full of crap from high school. I cannot believe some of the letters boys wrote to me, and I hope that I was nice to most of them....I have a feeling I wasn't though and that is unsettling. I hope I have already received my karma for the bad deeds I have bestowed on others, because if not, I am really gonna get it.