Dear Fay-chan,
Get yo butt online!
-Your Axel
Dear 4th period teacher,
No one can make a 5-page paper with "No two sentences begin with the same word." Seriously, it's like impossible. I don't know how I even got close to that, though it may be because I shortened it to two pages. Ya, that's probably it. Also, LET US OUT OF CLASS EARLIER!!! I have to go from the 800s to the orchestra classroom in 4 minutes already, and with the speed the idiots in the hall go, I can't make it in 2. Trust me. I've tried, cause you made me!
Your vocabulary tests are too hard. Get rid of the Greek and Latin roots. Oh! An even better idea! Don't make us take the tests at all!
-Sam, p. 4
Dear Megan [6th period gym],
Stop calling me an Eskimo because the cosplay outfit I wore on Halloween looked like it. Seriously, I have to hold back punching you in the face whenever you call me that. I hate you so friggin much, and thank God I have someone that will back me up on that.
I ran at full speed, knowing that I would have cramps and a sore leg, knee, and ankle, just to be away from you. What part of "shut up or I just might punch you in the face" do you not get? And "you're not strong enough" isn't an answer. You don't have to be strong to punch someone, strength only matters in a punch to deal more damage. I could kick your butt, trust me.
Do you realize I could tell everyone who you like? Do you know why I've never told you who I like? Do you realize how much stronger, how much more independent I have gotten? You think you're better than me, but you're not. You're just a girly girl who is obsessed with boys, and you can't even think for yourself.
-Your friggin neighbor
[I feel much better now!]
