My friend Becca.

OH BECCA.

How many people are called Becca? Thousands, millions?
I dunno, but what i do know is that i have a friend called Becca and shes small.

-Was that information relevant, Brighde?

Probably.

Becca is my pen pal. I say pen pal we type letter and give them to each other in school because we decided that stamps were to expensive and we were impatient.

Do you ever wished you knew someone more? I always feel that way about her, i feel she has a lot to give- story wise and thats why i asked her. Sometimes i feel she has something hidden- if not its always nice to have someone to talk to.

In todays letter (which as you can see is my go) Its very emotional as it tells the tale of the events on friday night with me and john. Which i will not into detail over blip because you'd all realise how much of an absolute arse i am. But its nice to right letters because you can go into more detail than speaking, well at least i think so.

This is becca, shes small.