The Madeira School, McLean, VA, 2001
It’s your basic, “girls become friends, girl takes other girl’s brother to prom, other girl flips out and writes lengthy, hostile yearbook entry to the other girl” story —with an interesting twist!  The signer, I’m told her name is Elizabeth, spends most of her time talking about how she has nothing to say to the friend who betrayed her, and how she is only writing to fill up space. So she scrawls a mixture of sarcastic and space-filling remarks: “you are bitching at me to write you a fucking novel”, “what to say, what to say…” “Yes I am laughing at you” and “I have finally almost made it to the end” before she gets to the end of the page and…doesn’t have enough room to finish her bitter rant!  A little tiny arrow directs you to the flipside, where presumably, she finished in shame, not once reflecting on the sweet sweet irony.

The Madeira School, McLean, VA, 2001

It’s your basic, “girls become friends, girl takes other girl’s brother to prom, other girl flips out and writes lengthy, hostile yearbook entry to the other girl” story —with an interesting twist!  The signer, I’m told her name is Elizabeth, spends most of her time talking about how she has nothing to say to the friend who betrayed her, and how she is only writing to fill up space. So she scrawls a mixture of sarcastic and space-filling remarks: “you are bitching at me to write you a fucking novel”, “what to say, what to say…” “Yes I am laughing at you” and “I have finally almost made it to the end” before she gets to the end of the page and…doesn’t have enough room to finish her bitter rant!  A little tiny arrow directs you to the flipside, where presumably, she finished in shame, not once reflecting on the sweet sweet irony.

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