Dear Mr. Projector Thingy Fixer Guy,

Sweater: Belk, Button-Up: Old Navy, Jeans: Abercrombie Kids, Boots: Steve Madden, Necklace: Gift, Belt: Target

I just wanted to tell you that I find it rather un-nice that you would choose the movie Cars as a tester for the DVD thingamajig. I mean really. We are at a university. With plenty of access to boring documentaries and such. But you chose one of the best movies of all time to tempt us poor college students whose minds are begging for some juvenile comic relief. Instead, we are subject to an hour and fifteen minutes of lecture. And that includes a tiny piece of boring documentary.

Dear Head of FSU parking,

I'm pretty sure your name and job title remain completely anonymous, as the student body of Florida State would have undoubtedly ripped your poor little self to shreds by now. Don't release any personal information because it will surely lead to a pitchfork riot at your front door. Sure I think it's nice if you are trying to promote environmental friendliness by limiting parking to 1/3 of the entire student population, thus making the statement: "don't drive." But I think we could go about this whole environmental thing a lot more pleasantly. I'm sure Harvard just pushes it's students to find/invent new sources of renewable energy. Let's give that one a try, shall we?

Dear Mr. Professor who administered a test. On a Thursday,

You are a really nice guy and all, but today is Thursday. As in one day before Friday and one day after Wednesday. Wednesday as in American Idol day. So you see, there was zero chance of me catching any studying last night on account of I'm addicted to AI as of recent. And studying over commercial breaks is largely impossible. Because, well, try it. It is.

Love,

Ramsey