*Hey guys, here is the chapter we forgot to upload. So have fun with Chandler's Email.*
Mon
You don't actually know how much strength this is taking me. Congratulations, you have freaked me out big time. Okay, yes, I know, I'm an idiot. But I suck at relationships, and feelings, and love. Joey is right now saying
"You are so in love dude." and it's not helping. Here's what happened. Y'know what scratch that, it's too embarrassing. Okay fine I will tell you. I sent my last email and while I was waiting for the response, I started doodling on my hand with a pen. I never noticed, but Joey (unfortunately) did, that I had drawn a heart with your name in it. And it won't come off, but I don't mind. Joey is still teasing me though. So yup, my hand now says "Monica" with a heart around it. Sorry about that.
Yeah I'm ill to. Can't keep anything down, so I think I am worse than you, because you have a cough but I am sick too. Every couple of hours. Ugh.
I laughed at yours and Rachel's convocation, it was funny. Maybe Rachel and Joey would hit it off as friends, since they are both equally annoyingly.
The Thanksgiving thing. I was an ass. Still am, to be honest. Truth is Monica, our whole school was calling you fat. And they started ganging up on me because I said I thought you were pretty. I know this shouldn't have affected my opinion of you, but I was/am a jerk. I have just typed something and then erased it... woah. I will mention it at the end. You lost weight because of me? Oh god... permission to knock myself out again? No permission needed.
Okay, I'm back. Joey found me. Moving on, I'm sorry. Truly. You were really pretty. And you still are. Sorry again about the coffee. "I thought you were cute and I hoped so much that you would talk to me but instead you ran away." Yeah... sorry about that. I am never good at talking to beautiful girls.
Right, now into the deep stuff. You think you love me? I am literally dying here. Because, I don't think I am there yet. Although... hold on. Maybe this feeling I keep getting, right in the pit of my stomach, this tingly feeling, maybe it's love. Or maybe it's the fact that I keep throwing up. Did I just ruin the moment?
You did frighten me. But I'm okay now. Knocking myself out and throwing up, aside.
Three questions, truthfully yes. I am confused about my feelings. Second reason, I threw up. And then I came back and forgot where I was. Damn.
Back to before. I don't mean to scare you, but when I was apologizing, I almost said the 'L' word. You're a girl. What does that mean?
Chan