Vandalism

Yesterday, I was taking a makeup test in class, and I moved to a different seat that I don't usually sit in, and I left my stuff at the seat I usually sit in. And when I got back, I realized that three of my "friends" had invaded my table and were drawing on my textbook.  WHAT THE HELL. EXCUSE ME. but i gotta RETURN that textbook. How would you like it if I drew in YOUR TEXTBOOK? They even wrote happy erasing at the end of the semester. Well guess what. I erased it. yesterday. at midnight. In a confusion of exhaustion and near tears. I may seem loose at times, but I do have my limits and pet peeves. One of them is vandalism. I HATE when pplz do that. And when you do, I have no choice but to not call any of you friends any more. I could consider granting forgiveness to one of the pplz, cuz they tried to stand against them all, but the other two. Well. No. I will never reveal this hate to you, but I will hold that one speck of hate in my mind. You can go far, but you've gone too far. I will not forgive this time. Ask all you want. In fact, good luck. ps. I had to look up the word forgive, cuz I totally just forgot the word when it came to you. jsyk.