i realize that last year, you dated one of my best friends. and that i had an immense crush on him
like i said, you and he were last. year. so when i come to the dining hall on a sunday morning wishing only for french toast and scrambled eggs, i don't expect to receive the nastiest, meanest, most horrible look you can put on your face. please in the future, just swipe my card and let me be. i won't even ask you for a smile or a greeting. it's really okay. honestly: when i'm half asleep, in my pj's, your death glare doesn't do much to me. so... just can it plz kthx.
your fellow, happily un-single, student