April 21st

Hello chick,

OMGosh! I despise you, chick!!

You rarely show up to class, but when you do you are ANNOYING! Why the hell do you have to put your two cents in on EVERYTHING? When you talk, I can hear almost everyone in the room laughing at you because you talk too much! Also your opinions and thoughts have Nada-damn-thing to do with what was said... so your two cents is reallllllllllllllly pointless!

In the beginning of the semester, you said that this was your last semester, and that you were graduating. How the hell? If this is a needed class there is NO way you are going to be graduating. You have shown up to one test in this class, and failed it. You haven’t even turned in the ONLY paper we have done yet, if you are even going to ... if you even know we have a paper... You've been absent every time he's mentioned it.

And back to your two cents, just please..... Stop talking. All you do is my pet peeve anyway. Every half second and between every word all you are really saying is "umm" or "ya know" or "ya know what I’m sayin'?" AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! NO, I Don't Know!

I generally don’t like the class, mainly because of the teacher, but you make it SO much more unbearable.

You, you also make more noise in the one class, in the one 80 minute class period then I do ALL week. All the noise you make: showing up late (again when you do show up) and getting to the seat you choose to sit at in the front (disrupting everyone), sitting down and messing round with the Velcro strip on your bag to get your things out while messing around with a plastic bag to open some candy that you crunch and suck on while smacking your lips ALL class period...... And so much more, so many more things that I can’t even list them because that last sentence is already too long.


I'm going to end this by saying after this semester, since I'm sure your not going to be graduating, I hope I NEVER see you again.

Thank you for making this class more awful then it should have been.

From,
~The one in front of you that doesn't respond to my baby-nickname from anyone other then my parents, so learn my learn my name and never call my peanut again.