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very hesitant to ask, but . . . yeasty?
mad maddie:
uh-huh. she shared that with me and the Esbees in the cafeteria line. said her groinal area was itching like a crackhead and asked Neesa if she would scratch it for her.
zoegirl:
ew!
zoegirl:
gross!
zoegirl:
ick!!!
mad maddie:
I know! that was my reaction! and then I started second-guessing myself, cuz if it had been ME who said that? if I said that to you and Angela, wld I have thought it was hysterical
zoegirl:
no thank you
mad maddie:
by Atlanta standards, I’m a badass, but in Atlanta, girls are taught to always be sweet and pretty and blah blah blah.
zoegirl:
meaning it’s easier to be a badass in Atlanta?
mad maddie:
meaning—aaarrghhh.
mad maddie:
I. Chose. To come here.
mad maddie:
I chose to on purpose, with the specific goal of getting away from everything safe and familiar. I just need to chill out and give myself time to adjust.
zoegirl:
yes. and if anyone can do it, you can.
zoegirl:
plus you JUST got there. I have complete and utter faith in you, Mads. you’re going to love Santa Cruz once you get used to it, I just know it.
mad maddie:
and with Zara . . . she is nice but, I mean, it’s ironic. I moved three thousand miles away in order to get away from high school, and somehow I ended up smack-dab in the middle of a group of high school besties.
zoegirl:
mad maddie:
but I’ll get to know them better, Zara and the Esbees. it’ll be fine.
mad maddie:
and now let’s talk about you. are you still thinking about Doug 24/7 or are you getting out there and making friends?
zoegirl:
um . . . well . . .
mad maddie:
Zoe. that is not a good answer.
mad maddie:
what about the peeps in yr creative writing class? you like them, don’t you?
zoegirl:
uh-huh
mad maddie:
so go up to one of them, stick out your hand, and say, “hello, my name is Zoe. wld you care to have a cup of coffee with me, new friend?”
zoegirl:
yeah, that’ll happen
mad maddie:
it will if you want it to.
mad maddie:
let’s make a deal: you find a way to hang out with the peeps from yr creative writing class, only OUTSIDE OF CLASS, and I’ll keep trying with Zara and Neesa and those girls.
mad maddie:
*fist thrust* yolo, baby! yeah!
zoegirl:
I’m rolling my eyes at you . . . but I know you’re right.
mad maddie:
so it’s a deal
zoegirl:
it’s a deal.
zoegirl:
at least neither of us has a Lucy to deal with, who has moved on from stealing Angela’s Q-tips to, ahem, stealing the raisins out of her Raisin Bran.
mad maddie:
and u say “ahem” because . . .
zoegirl:
because who steals raisins out of Raisin Bran?!!! it is beyond nutso!
mad maddie:
unless . . . maybe that’s Lucy’s way of getting closer to Angela? sniffing her Q-tips and savoring her raisins
zoegirl:
sniffing?
mad maddie:
maybe that’s what *you* shld do! Revised plan: go up to new friend, stick out hand, and say, “hello, my name is Zoe, and I am here to sniff your Q-tips.” and follow up with “All Your Base Are Belong To Us!”
zoegirl:
????????????????
zoegirl:
random random you are so random!!!!
mad maddie:
Google it. that’s my good girl.
mad maddie:
I’ll expect a full report by the end of the weekend!
    Fri, Sept 27 , 8:00 PM E . D . T .
SnowAngel:
hey, lady. I’m getting ready for Zeta-Iota date party. it’s called a “date party” cuz, unlike a mixer, you HAVE to show up with a date.
SnowAngel:
anyway, how do you like my hair? *preens* *fluffs*
mad maddie:
Angela?
SnowAngel:
yeah, babe?
mad maddie:
I can’t see yr hair.
SnowAngel:
then answer my Skype, silly! why do you keep declining my call?
mad maddie:
cuz I’m on quad and Zara is two feet away. I’d be self-conscious.
SnowAngel:
you? self-conscious??? you’ve never been self-conscious in your life.
SnowAngel:
*I* think you’re too busy being hip and swoo-swoo to answer my calls. *sniffs*
mad