Burn.

PS: If you will read this, you can do two things. One is to plan a heist to kill me. Second is, set up a miniature torture cabinet with long nails embedded on the sides and going in it. It is justifiable to me if you will choose the first one. But, if the second one is your choice, there is something wrong with you. Go check yourself. Go to a psychologist or a sidewalk fortune teller. And, while going there, check your hands if you really have ten fingers. If it is only nine, I'm suggesting to you to start freaking out now.

PS2: What a start! Please read it or you will die in 3 minutes. Someone will creep up behind you and slash your head with a cutter. Please be aware of the details of the killer then tell them to me, okay?

First, let us discuss your uber-undecisive actions. Did you know that you are very very annoying? Yes, you are smart, witty, impractical and overtalented for a person. But, can't you just shut up? I mean, we want to hear ourselves too. Yes, your voice is loud (that is annoying too), but, you are too loud for me. The teacher is speaking and you're speaking too. You are suggesting topics that you can't stand by with, and you are making a fool out of yourself when with the "postmodern" tools. We already know you're from the province. Trust me, everyone knows.

Probably the next one is very very very annoying just because you can't do it right. You are always talking in a dialect you are not really familiar with. How stupid of you to talk stupidly, right? You sounded like a funny mouse with one ear and a short tail to me.

Third? Uhh... There is no third. Please, let us respect the third one because that is me.

You are annoying, face it. Only your peers are liking you. Not me. Too bad for you.