Still Feeling the Lack of Medicine
Another mysterious paper from one of the university recycling bins during move-out week. I don’t think the relationship lasted long after that.
Another mysterious paper from one of the university recycling bins during move-out week. I don’t think the relationship lasted long after that.
Today, I discovered a note that was meant for some girl named Yvette in my bottom desk drawer. I estimate that I originally found it 6 to 8 years ago at my old high school. The note’s author cleverly censored her own name in case it fell into the wrong hands.
Another mysterious paper from one of the university recycling bins during move-out week. For a lot of students, college offers more than just academic growth.
My friend, Kathleen, and I found this floating around on an elementary school playground.
Found amongst the school yearbook department’s discards last year.
I intercepted this note from some 3rd graders. Later I found more of these notes under the recipient’s desk. Turns our he was writing to himself. And yes, he was receiving counseling.
I found this in my chemistry class.
I found this on a bulletin board at the college I go to.
It appears to be a picture of my boyfriend and I as punks. Details like his name and rolling backpack (which lived in infamy on campus for the loud noises it made against the pavement) mean this was drawn by someone who knew us, and may even have been left by the desk for me … Continued
I found this while I was in middle school.