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There is not much that I dislike more (not including things like world poverty, famine and war) than PDA. Today as I sat in the library doing my homework, minding my own little business, my unparalleled productivity kept being interrupted by the kissing of these two annoying people sitting down the way. They weren't even really kissing, is the thing. The girl was sitting across from the guy (I'm not positive it was a guy, he/she wasn't facing me and had very inconclusive physical characteristics) and facing me). She would periodically (and by periodically, I mean at least 6 times in 4 hours) get up to walk around the table and hold her face really close to the other person's face as if she was kissing him--with the head tilt and everything. But, it was one of those really terrible, nails-on-a-chalkboard kisses (if it was indeed a kiss) that is really quiet but still makes a sound. You know? Like when someone is trying to be polite by whispering, but the sound of trying to be quiet it is just so jarring that it would be better if the person didn't even try to be quiet at all. Anyway, I found it all terribly revolting. I am a rather romantic person. Little affectionate hand holds or a kiss and hug at the airport always make my inner tenderness warm and fuzzy, but I find nothing more annoying than two people who think that the rest of the world cares about their physical connectedness with one another. I don't. And I don't think that many people do. Or maybe that's not even the worst part of it. The worst part of it is just that people get so involved with themselves that they forget that there is an entire world around them.

When someone was disrupting the class, my 6th grade science teacher (Mr. Momburger--yes that's his real name) used to stare at the person while making this weird, dynamic hand-gesture of a planet rotating around the sun and yell this is not you. the world does not revolve around you. I always thought that was funny. It still makes me smile. In fact, it just did.

If I wasn't in the library, and I couldn't care less about my reputation, I would have done a Mr. Momburger on these people today. Lucky for those who know me, I didn't. And lucky for all of us, they just left. It just started raining and I hope that they were too busy kissing in the quads to run inside before getting wet.