Are you still mad at me for what I asked about on Sunday? It’s already Wednesday. It’s been three days, isn’t that long enough? I mean, I’m okay with the no texts and e-mails but the cold shoulder at school for the last few days kind of stung. I’m sorry for thinking that we were becoming friends. I’m sorry for wondering why you are always alone. I’m sorry for calling you woman.
I’m sorry for what ever made you this mad at me.
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You know, it’s actually annoying that you would act like you care. I mean, and I quote “But, whatever, it’s not that important to me.” Really, if it’s not that important to you, why don’t you stop killing trees?
But I’m not one of those people who are mad at someone and just expect they know why exactly I am mad at them. It’s obvious you have no idea what you did which shouldn’t be that shocking. After all, this is all part of you. You just say stuff before waiting or listening and just blow up for no good (stupid!!!) reason.
I am mad at you because after I put my phone away (because my boss was actually on the floor seeing what was going on) you sent me another text. A rude text at that. And I didn’t get it until I had my lunch break an hour later. Someday, you’re going to want to keep a girl around longer than one bang. This is my advice for you. Next time, don’t jump to conclusions. Now, I would like to stop this conversation and actually pay attention to our Physics lesson.
London
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From : 1(509)555-****
November 26, 2011 11:12PM Wednesday
Goodnight, London and sleep tight.
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