Note written December 14, 1971 from Lesley to me

 

Heh-heh-heh-Hai Alan (cuteness)

 

Alluitious! Scabby spastic armpit. So much for the insults. Heh-heh-heh. Do you still love me? Heh-heh-heh-I KNOW-We'll swap-no ya no I guess not. i was going to say that we could swap. But I guess no one would like the idea 'cept me. Oh well. Come to think of it I don't like the idea so much myself. Not that I don't like you. Heh-heh-heh-We'll just have to stick to our 4am checker games. Eh? Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun.

 

If you are reading this to anyone else or anyone else is even knowing about this I'll kill kill kill you!

 

Today is the day I find out what Bowyer did with my poster. Oh ya today you are not going to English. I wrote a note for you. Please-We can have a rigorous game of checkers in the great hall. Ohai? (okay). French is nearly over so I have to stop writing in a minute. Hope you can read all this. I'm typing to rush. A moment ago Janet sent me a picture she got of Bowyer. She doesn't know where it came from. Well, bai!

 

See Ya huh?

 

Grizensabel (Heh Heh Heh)

 

Cuteness!

 

December 15 Wednesday

History- the girls in the can were singing "The Farmer in the Dell". Lunch- (snow! wind!) Christine, Dave and I went to the apartments across the street from school [and stood in the lobby]. Dave was singing.

 

Note written December 15, 1971 from Lesley to me

 

Peace

 

Hai Alluitious.

 

You is a scab. You know that? You is a big, big, Big scab. and you know why you is a big, big, Big scab? because you is.

 

now, how's that for scientific figuring? Pretty smart eh? I just had a test in typing. how about a game of checkers on Friday night? I don't think you're a very nice person. In fact I think you're a horrible person. You look like a bottle of preserves yourself, how are you, Aunt Marie?

 

Lesley (Grisencibel) I just showed Janet Aunt Marie and completely grossed her out. Heh.

 

December 16 Thursday

Gym(spare)- went to the shops, talked to Don. Lunch- did nothing really, just walked around. nite- went to the shops to meet Don, got the pictures (Dec 11). We walked to Lesley's, her father drove us to the Dorval shops (Morgan's). Lesley kept taking off. I bought some black incense. Lesley's father drove me right to the path.

 

Note written December 16, 1971 from Lesley to me

 

Hai!

 

Notice I didn't say 'Hai Scab'? Well now I know you're terribly disappointed, so I'll say "Hai Scab"! I am in a very bad mood right now.

 

You know what I want to do right now? Go over to your house, close the curtains (with Don), censored, In other words, I want Don. Right Now! Do you understand? Do something about it You Scab! Heh Heh Heh! I'm only joking (I think).

 

So much for the mushy stuff. You're not going to English tomorrow. Isn't that a shame-Yes. Diane might be coming down tomorrow night. I'm not sure yet. Do you think we should do that thing with acid or mesc for tomorrow night. Oh no!