The Best Magazine In The World (and I've searched every country)

Seventeen.

Why, you may ask? Because of amazing experiences I've had reading it. I will walk you through one right now.

So, I go to their website. I notice that there is a new 'FUN STUFF' section. I click on it, and it leads me to a feature called 'Trauma'. How genius is that?

Wait, wait, it gets better, much, much better.

Here is a real live trauma, folks. I warn you, it is not pretty;

"Me and my friend were talking about my crush in a note. Well, the boy sat directly in front of me, so he was the one passing the notes back and forth between us. All of a sudden, he stopped to read the note and saw everything we wrote! I thought I was going to die."

Ah- but unfortunately she did not die. The point is she got close, because she thought it would happen, and if we are all that we think, then this would indeed be technically classified as a "trauma".

Why would you deliberately put yourself in a situation where you had the one person you were writing about be the messenger? Is this a trauma about her near-death experience, or how stupid our youth is today?

Because when I wrote notes about boys that I liked back on The Latoya Jackson, I would have my friend stick them in the cannon when we were through conversing.

Other times, I wrote notes directly to boys. Which was the quickest way to get results;

"Dear Gib,
So, what's up? Not much here. Will you go out with me...tee hee? Oh my god, Nancy is being such a little douche! LOL, anywayz... I'm going to be on the starboard side after dinner today. So if you want to stop by that would be so kewl! But you don't have to, you're probably not invited anyway. I don't know, I'll have to check with Nancy. She'll tell you for sure sometime in the next hour. But no promises, k? In fact, I think I need some space from this whole thing. I think we should break up. No hard feelings.

Stay sweet,
Val"