Dear trash workers, I am VERY SORRY about all those pee bombs we've been chucking down the trash chute. But the bf can't walk and I don't know where to buy bio-hazard waste bags this weekend. I promise it'll end when Monday comes.

Dear Boyfriend, when your back has a nagging pain for the last 3 months, it's not a cue to keep up with 400km/week mileages on the bike. Now you can't move and we don't know what is wrong because well, you can't get to the doctor if you can't move or be moved without causing you an incredible amount of pain. I don't mind giving you round the clock care but I do wish you'd pay some attention when I tell you to go easy on the back.

Dear friend, yes, I can help you with your research paper. What I cannot help you with is pulling a research paper from the air because I know jack***t about your topic of research. And by 3 a.m. Today. Its already 8 p.m. Holy cow.