drop mnemésico '98 - quake love

ok, i'll tell you about my quake story first. My dad worked for some company 2
years ago, and they gave him a laptop with a cd-rom and the disc quake. only to
install on the computer, not to keep. then we had aol and i was even stupider
with computers so i never played multiplayer. I played single player for a
year. beating the game over and over again. I had no life whatsoever 2 years
ago. Then my dad quit and had to give the laptop back. thats probably how i
became good at it, but i dont think i'm that good. i only play good when i'm
pissed off at someone. About what term said. the 1st time i played multi it
was in that server. Naturally i went for the 1st guy that spoke english to me,
which what =KILAS=. term was his friend then or something and always messed
with me and tried to piss me off. So i can understand why he would tell you
that. because he wanted me to get pissed again. i'm gonna have to send this
one, then write another one cuz i dont think this email thingy will go down any
further. so i'll email you my other one after this.but...if you come here to visit me, it wont just be quake life. i love you to
much to think about it as quake life. I dont want to enjoy real life when
you're not here!! no one understands how i can love you but i do. I really
really really really reallly do. I hate my real life. I dont care about the
boys chasing me here. I dont like them. at least the ones in this town,
they're so stupid. and if i could never talk to you again, i'd kill myself. i
am dead serious. i seriously would. call me obsessed or whatever but i would.
I LOVE YOU

6 de Abril de 1998

Ok, this is my boston, delia, alexandra whatever story. My real name is
Alexandra but I hate that name. I liked the name delia and told you it was
mine. Boston is my father, and hes obsessive compulsive, so i am NOT going to
beg him to let me play again. I think i will be able to in a week. i can only
check my email for 10 minutes max, but hes not home now. i am a girl, and i
think that gays are sick. i mean people always tell you not to judge people by
that, but i am a very racist person. i dont mean to be, but i live in a white
rich prep town. i actually dont need this online relationship shit, but...its
kinda hard to say. I love the game, and i get a lot of attention which is what
i love even more. And...ummm...when you started talking to me...recently
...my ummm...when you were mean to me and i couldnt talk to you
...umm..my heart hurts. it does. its like, i love you but i really dont know
who you are. but it hurts. And i love you. and i dont know why. i cry all
the time now, and my parents think i'm crazy and that the computer is making me
crazy but thats all a bunch of bs. why did you and term trick me like that the
1st time anyway? Before i went in to play i was talking with diablo and told
him i was wicked gullible, which is when you fall for everything, so i thought
the 2 of you were just testing me. But then today, diablo cussed me out a
million times . i dont love him anymore. I love you. not him. not even a
little bit. My mom told me you're welcome to come and visit me whenever you
want. i even looked up airfare to portugal cuz i was gonna run away. i really
am serious about you coming to visit me. we could walk around boston, and go to
the MALL!!! and the movies. and anywhere else. my heart hurts for you. i know
its corny but its true.
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
~LoVe~ Alexandra (?Campos?) ;-)

1 de Maio de 1998

contexto: esta gaja gostava de mim (eramos namorados virtuais) mas andava sempre no flirt com o Diablo e o Terminator, pelo que lhe começei a matar nos servidor da quake.telepac.pt:27000 e daí geraram-se estes emails.