  After almost two months of dropping “leave me alone” signals, I got fed up with Retarded Junior today. I rather suspect that he seeks me out during lunch. I guess this is easy to do, because I firmly refuse to leave our hallway. (Although it is now becoming trendy, and this is really sad) He walks around with his backpack on, and I can’t remember if he has ever sat with anyone. Which is why I tried to be nice, which is why I politely disagreed with his political theories, which is why I never corrected the retard when he lumped me into His America--- the aristocracy which he so pines for it to be. The first time is approached me today, I smiled and said hello. He brought another Junior, who is not unfortunate looking. This boy introduced himself but I have forgotten his name. All was fine, even when Robin’s ex boyfriend unexpectedly showed up.
We were all in high spirits because it was the weekend. And then he returned. Conserveto: Blah blah blah blah blah… you and me as staunch conservatives… Me: WHOA--- BACK OFF! I AM NOT A FUCKING REPUBLICAN!! I don’t remember what happened next because Robin and Leigh were clapping and I think some other people were laughing at me, and I just felt so proud and relieved. Affectionately... Anna, the no-longer Meek 
