[draft of e-mail, accidentally posted]
To: familyofpryde@gmail.com
From: kpyrde@xavierinstitute.com
Mom, Dad!
Hey, I know I haven't e-mailed in a while. It's been pretty busy over here, y'know? Did you get that package I sent? I know you'll just love the stuff I cooked up, haha. Though, I don't think the rest of the people here appreciate my culinary genius.
Total waste.
Everything is still going good at the institute. Scott is still as uptight as ever. Kurt has a hilarious impersonation of him; when I do my impersonation of Jean we can make the new recruits laugh for hours. Don't get me wrong, making fun of people is wrong but those two are just asking for it by being so stiff and formal all the time. "Don't put shaving cream in Kurt's fur hair." "A rubber mouse in the food? Not funny, guys." "Blah-blah-blah."
Just typical stuff. Oh! We've got a new teacher, Mister McCoy. He's pretty nice. But he's been kind of down lately. I wonder what can be done about that...
What else is there to say? Oh yeah. Grades. I'm totally sorry for that note about the computer lab. How was I supposed to know that the game would crash an entire line of computers? I'm getting that Earth Science grade up like I said I would. Though, it means an essay on trees. Can you believe it?
Anyways, that's all for now. I promise to send another e-mail shortly, okay?
Kitty
From: kpyrde@xavierinstitute.com
Mom, Dad!
Hey, I know I haven't e-mailed in a while. It's been pretty busy over here, y'know? Did you get that package I sent? I know you'll just love the stuff I cooked up, haha. Though, I don't think the rest of the people here appreciate my culinary genius.
Total waste.
Everything is still going good at the institute. Scott is still as uptight as ever. Kurt has a hilarious impersonation of him; when I do my impersonation of Jean we can make the new recruits laugh for hours. Don't get me wrong, making fun of people is wrong but those two are just asking for it by being so stiff and formal all the time. "Don't put shaving cream in Kurt's fur hair." "A rubber mouse in the food? Not funny, guys." "Blah-blah-blah."
Just typical stuff. Oh! We've got a new teacher, Mister McCoy. He's pretty nice. But he's been kind of down lately. I wonder what can be done about that...
What else is there to say? Oh yeah. Grades. I'm totally sorry for that note about the computer lab. How was I supposed to know that the game would crash an entire line of computers? I'm getting that Earth Science grade up like I said I would. Though, it means an essay on trees. Can you believe it?
Anyways, that's all for now. I promise to send another e-mail shortly, okay?
Kitty