I'M SORRY SAM, I DIDNT MEAN TO IGNORE YOU BUT I CAN'T AFFORD TO CRUISE FOR ANY TIGHT SLIZ RIGHT NOW, THE HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS IN THE PORTFOLIO CLASS WONT STOP TALKING TO ME DURING THE BREAKS AND THE HIGH SCHOOL GUYS CROWD AROUND THE EDGES JEALOUSLY AND IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE A GODDAMNED WIERDO AND MY MORALE IS DYING SLOWLY
SERIOUSLY, WHEN WE ALL STAND UP TO LOOK AT EVERYONE'S WORK AND I MOVE TO THE FAR SIDE OF THE ROOM AWAY FROM THE CROWD THEY FOLLOW ME
THEY FOLLOW ME, FOR GOD'S SAKE, WHAT THE HELL