You won't read this, but you're fucking irritating

You. yes, YOU, bunch of fluffy-haired girls in the second year of uni. I'm talking you YOU.

Now, I don't want to sound snobby, but you're clearly not hugely bright. I mean, you're at uni, but it's frankly a but of a third-rate university, isn't it? And you're hardly doing an 'academic' course are you? And you smoke. You're training to work with young children and you're still sucking at your cancer sticks. Like I say: clearly not hugely bright.

In my head, I call you set-3 girls. That's what set I expect you were put in at school. I think you're probably bright enough to have been set-2 girls, but you'd have been bumped down a bit because you WON'T STOP FUCKING TALKING.

I mean, JESUS CHRIST, what the fuck is wrong with you chicks? You're at fucking UNIVERSITY now, this isn't high school any more, Dorothy. You can't just sit and giggle all the way through class like you did when you were fucking fourteen years old. You're at uni. GROW UP. People are PAYING for those lectures and you, you fluffy-haired, heavily-mascara'd, leggings-and-smock-top-wearing morons are costing them their education.

You do know that the rest of the class despise you, right? And this isn't juvenile, teenage "omg, like, I totally hate her cos, like, she's totally wearing the same top as me, like, y'know?" jealousy, this is actual, grown up academic HATRED because every single time you guys whisper loudly, or mumble under your breath, or giggle at nothing, or get a text message, the whole class rolls their eyes in irritation that once again, you've interrupted, or obscured a relevant point that the lecturer was making.

And I mean, yeah, the class is fucking piss-easy and I can totally see why you're bored, but for christ's sake, why can't you sit and be bored IN SILENCE, like the rest of us are? I genuinely believe that you're the kind of girls who are too unintelligent to sit quietly when you're bored. You must have zero imagination. Instead of drifting off into peaceful daydreams, or absently doodling on paper like the rest of us, you're the kind of girls who simply cannot cope with the world unless you are talking at all times. It's like your brains aren't developed enough to cope with the concept of an INTERNAL monologue. Instead you constantly blurt every inane thought in your head out the the world, no matter how inappropriate it may be.

Because that's my main point. WHEN YOU ARE IN A LECTURE, YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP. This is how the world works. Perhaps it's not your fault, perhaps you've never experienced a decent academic environment before. I know that the lower classes at school place less emphasis on being quiet and learning than the top sets do, so maybe you've never actually been given in a situation where you have to LEARN before but frankly, that's no fucking excuse.

YOU ARE BEING FUCKING RUDE when you talk in class. In fact, you're being fucking ruse when you text in class but at least that's relatively quiet [except for you, fluffy-haired brunette, jesuschrist, your phone buttons click so loudly that we can all hear it right across the room, despite you 'hiding' your phone under the desk so that it just looks like you're intently flicking yourself off over there].

If you don't want to listen to the lecturer, then fine. That's your issue. But WHY, if you're not going to listen, do you insist on turning up every week? No one gives a shit if you attend or not. In fact, we'd all much prefer if you fucked off and left the rest of the class in peace. Your snide remarks are unpleasant and can only be interpreted as deliberately rude as you often don't bother to lower your voices when making your unkind comments. We'd all be much happier if you just didn't bother to turn up.

So yes, fluffy-haired girls in the back corner. I really wish that one day you would grow the fuck up and realise that the sigh of disappointment the class gives out when you stumble into the lecture ten minutes late, isn't disapproval at your lateness, it's just disappointment that you've come to class yet again, and resignation that once again the lecture will be ruined by your childishness.

PLEASE. SHUT THE FUCK UP.