the REAL logan gardner

This prompt really cracks me up. MESSAGE TO LOGAN: Do not worry this is not some frightening exposé on your life, though I honestly could ruin yours with everything I know about you mwuahaha. Anyways, I sit next to this pretty weird kid named Logan Gardner. Everyday in English class, without fail, he will undoubtedly yell at me because my backpack and purse are "in his personal space." He will have to deal with this for the rest of the year (sorry dude, get get over it). We literally laugh at the dumbest things, like last week we completely interrupted class because we were howling with laughter at some stupid story I told him about my friend who wrote a speech all about cake. It genuinely brought tears to my eyes I was laughing so hard for absolutely no reason at all. Though he has a tendency to get me in trouble with these various little distractions, he is one of the only people I can act like a complete fool around. We experience many LOL moments (I hate that acronym more than anything) in French class especially because we have to deal with our crazy random teacher and our funny little class. We also both swim for Henry Clay so we have to put up with the many hassles and inconveniences it brings to our lives together! In five years I see him happy at the college of his choice, probably University of Texas or UPenn. I'm sure that he will get into either or both because he has a very strong work ethic despite his "poor quality of life" sometimes. All in all, we have some very good times and I'm glad to be able to give you all a closer look at my neighbor Lo-gon (his French name).