Never again, shall I do this. I chose a table near these two girls who just kept talking and talking about the most pointless things. No, really. I felt my brain cells dying with each word they were breathing. I would rather watch grass grow. That would be more stimulating and interesting than listening to these girls talk about boys and love and texting and such again. So dear readers, whatever you do. Never. Ever. Sit near teenagers during your lunch. Please. I’m warning you and I care deeply about you and your well-being.