Dear girl who sits to the left of me in math (whatever your name is),,

"and I was on my tip toes because he is like six feet taller than me" oh, you are telling a story... during class... cool.

"and I wrap my arms around his head and he has his arms on my waist and we kiss. It was so cute." yeah, could be cute... but that whole 'my arms wrapped around his head' thing? I get weird images.

"Like three weeks later we broke up. But sixth grade was so much better than that year anyways." WHAT? YOU WERE IN FIFTH GRADE?!?!! How?!

You are stupid. I don't want to hear your giggles and glees and drama at 7 in the morning! Shut up.
kthx. loves.