Dear Suitemate #3,
When in a temper tantrum with your mother, please for both of our sanities (and suitemate numbers 2 and 3's as well)do not scream loud enough that people can hear you in the hall, or loud enough that I can hear your every word loud anough to WAKE UP from what must be the first chance I had at sleep in over 48 hours. I do not care if your mother doesn't like the idea of you changing majors, I don't care if she wants to pull you out of Baylor, and I really don't care about anything at the moment. Because caring might mean that you could be dead before you could scream.
So shut up next time. Thank you.
Your loving roomie.
Thank you for kindly letting me sleep. My roommates were thinking I was getting grouchy.
Though, the dreamed up sequences were unnecessary. I can do well enough with the daydreams, thank you very much. But Jensen Ackles was a nice touch. He was rather handsome shirtless.
Oh, that wasn't you? Oohhhh....
Bad author, BAD!
Excuse me, I'll write your next chapter after I finish boring, boring pre-cal homework. Can I consentrate on that and not doodle Evan's eyes instead of doing it, again?
Wait that wasn't you either?
...no more watching Supernatural for a while. I must go cold turkey on Jensen Ackles for a while.
your loving author
Dear Jensen Ackles,
I must take you out of my life for a while. No more Supernatural marathons, or rewatching the season of Smallville you were on.
Yes, I must move on. Have a good life
a dedicated fan
Dear anyone reading this,
How crazy do you think I am?