Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Dear School,

I no longer find you charming and think we should reconsider our relationship. Just give me the damn piece of paper that says I have learned some shit and we can go our separate ways.


thirteen.one said...

Dear Ann-Marie,

You know you can't leave me. All our late nights, the smell of Mop-N-Glo in the hallways........you're only human, and cannot resist my siren song.

All the Sunday night studying, the special projects with clueless classmates who somehow never seem to remember to do their part in the group effort; the tests, upon which your very future hangs.......come on. You can't do without that.

Besides, what else were you gonna do with your lunch hour?

Yours Forever,


Fishergirl said...

That's awesome! Someone is very clever!