dear sir at the library next to me...
wtf was that? did you really have to spring from your seat up like that? right fist-pump for the sky and left hand on your mouth? yes, you can watch your game from your laptop, but please keep the excitement to yourself—you scared the shit out of me. i just want to wrap my head around physics while miley cyrus and auto-tune serenade me. thanks, wonuld ps. you smell.
I’m going MIA until my midterms are over, fart around a little after, then run back into hiding until the end of finals. I love you too McGill. No, of course I don’t still have feelings for My Social Life.