'Riah Strikes Again
Myriah's a worse liar than I am. Because my mom went crazy yesterday going on and on about how I needed to contact Myriah and get that disc back because apparently it's "precious" (even though I have all the files on the computer already), I finally sent her a very polite note asking for her to please return the disc.
She sent an equally polite reply with one little "WTF?" sentence...she "lost" my snail mail address. That sounds really normal, right? People lose things all the time. I lost the key to our house which I've been searching for all day because I might need it tomorrow. By the time I moved to California almost all my elementary school teachers and friends lost my new address because my mom typed it up on such small slips of paper. But I vividly recollect writing my snail mail address...in Myriah's yearbook. I'm not quite sure how she can lose something that big and expensive, so I'm writing it off as a strange lie right now. Especially since she didn't lose the disc.
Please tell me I'm not going crazy and what Myriah wrote really doesn't make sense.
Last night, I started a small case of carpul tunnel, but my hands are fine today...mostly because I've been spending most of my day watching the end of Pride and Prejudice, watching I Love Lucy episodes, reading a biography of Princess Grace and practicing the piano because I have my last pre-Florida lesson in an hour.
She sent an equally polite reply with one little "WTF?" sentence...she "lost" my snail mail address. That sounds really normal, right? People lose things all the time. I lost the key to our house which I've been searching for all day because I might need it tomorrow. By the time I moved to California almost all my elementary school teachers and friends lost my new address because my mom typed it up on such small slips of paper. But I vividly recollect writing my snail mail address...in Myriah's yearbook. I'm not quite sure how she can lose something that big and expensive, so I'm writing it off as a strange lie right now. Especially since she didn't lose the disc.
Please tell me I'm not going crazy and what Myriah wrote really doesn't make sense.
Last night, I started a small case of carpul tunnel, but my hands are fine today...mostly because I've been spending most of my day watching the end of Pride and Prejudice, watching I Love Lucy episodes, reading a biography of Princess Grace and practicing the piano because I have my last pre-Florida lesson in an hour.