ancient dialect – the 1999 vernacular
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Sigh.
My younger sister is texting me from her class about a book she wants to borrow. I noted how old I felt, as we didn’t text message in high school. But you know what we did do? We text by numbers on our pagers. Which just goes to show you, if kids don’t have the means, they’ll make them. I was suddenly totally proud of my peers for inventing a number language and actually communicating through it.
My favorite page that I ever got was when my best friend at the time had finally worked up the cajones to ask her crush to our winter formal. ’17274217-5210-435.’ (“Nathan said yes.”) I went apeshit in her honor.
-07
PS, you know what word was a bitch to text? WILL. ’111111.’
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Aw Jill . . .
17-31707-1
And until I save up a few grand, I will still be
Comment by Kristine November 30, 2009 @ 8:36 pm55378008
I totally remember doing this. I can remember one night when I was grounded in high school. My mom told me I couldn’t talk on the phone. My BFF and I paged each other all night since technically we weren’t talking. My mom knew. She was dying because as the pages got longer, they got harder to decipher. She finally caved and let me call Kelly to see what the hell she was trying to tell me. I don’t remember now, but I remember it was good gossip.
Comment by hotpants December 1, 2009 @ 3:55 am