Dear Fruit-roll-up boy: (Ok- they might be tasty but the 3 you just ate today are making the table all sticky)
You look kind of creative, probably a little nerdy as well... I imagine there is a Trogdor T-shirt in your wardrobe somewhere, and that is just fine and dandy. The fancy erasers and drawing pencils might be fun to take notes with, but you are leaving eraser dust EVERYWHERE! It goes to far when your neighbor is finding it in her hair an hour later, while chatting up a cute guy I met after class!
But you know what, I can get over this slight humiliation. What really creeps me out is your KNIFE! Do you really need to have a knife on the desk during philosophy class? No matter how aggressive he is, I doubt Socrates is going to attack you (today). I can see the knife holster on your belt and it makes me wonder... What possible scenario have you thought of that would require a safety switchblade at your elbow. Do you really think you will need a sharp weapon so suddenly that there wont be time to reach for your belt? Oooooi you just pulled out a Zippo lighter. That's cool... but you look more like the flavored cigar type than a smokin rebel without a cause. Good luck figuring out who you are.
-Girl wearing a Kevlar vest and hairnet
P.S. Put your Tevas back on. dork.
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