(Not ranty enough for the pit)
You are late to class every single time (two nights a week). I understand that this used to be because you had a job on the other side of town and couldn’t leave until 30 minutes before class started and had to fight the worst rush hour traffic Indianapolis has. But you got fired three weeks ago - what’s your excuse now? Put down the joint and get here on time! And when you get to class, it might help to stay the whole night instead of leaving during break. Yeah, four hours sucks, but the rest of us can manage. And how about paying attention for more than five minutes at a stretch? During our VET class, you spend more time texting and posting on Facebook than you do taking notes, and during our psych class, you’re constantly writing letters to your ex-boyfriend. Put the shit down!
Every single time she posts on FB about failing a class, this is what I want to send to her. But I don’t. 'Cause it really doesn’t affect me in anyway - other than having to listen to her whine constantly about failing because she always sits in the same row as me. (I don’t know if she’s ever actually failed a class, or just whines about it all the time.)