A note to the girl whose photo is on the cover of my Spanish book:
you look so creepy. why are you making that face?

A message to that creepy guy who came and sat next to me on TRAX when there were plenty of seats all over the place (not next to me):
Get a life and quit creeping people. It's the 90's bro.

An apology to a girl I didn't used to think was cool, but was there for me today at Starbucks when I was literally falling apart:
I am really sorry about not thinking you were cool til today. I should give people more chances than I do.

And a silent thought I'm transmitting to the Teacher's Assistant who was looking at my notes while she sat next to me:
Just because I'm an English major doesn't mean I can always spell. Specially when I've been hungry for twelve hours.