remy

Not moving stereo speakers makes the baby Jesus cry.

This is the lesson I learned yesterday from my Dad, when I wouldn't do something trivial for Daborah, who he's caring for while she's wounded. Doesn't a little thing like saying- "I'm gonna kill him, I'm gonna freaking kill your son," entitle me to...ignore the fuck out of her worthless skanky ass?

Happier things, I got...
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Well I skipped English class today. Reason is, I didn't have my assignment done. We had to write an essay. Of course I finished that. But then we were supposed to go over our own essay and find all the words that described one of the five senses. Well, that was the worksheet I lost. Plus, our teacher has all these crazy ass criteria. All...
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I broke my Dad and his skanky girlfriend up last night. They wanted to have one of those family conferences where the parents grill the kids about their reaction to possible engagement or moving in. So we all go up to the living room and sit on the couch (kids) and the loveseat (Dad and the skank). The questions start off simple, what do we...
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I sure do have good news. That math final that I thought I bombed? I totally got a 92% A. One of the highest grades in the class. I rock so hardcore. As for all that stuff earlier? I never said any of that...that was..some other guy. Yeah!

I had another fight with my Natalie, my Princess. I hate when that happens. I hope all...
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When confronted with two evils, why not just turn around and go back the way you came? And furthermore, is it really better the devil you know than the devil you don't? Why not just kick both devils' asses and take a nice long nap afterward?

Remy

Bombed my math final, I did. Yes. Bastard professor tells us that we need to know all the formulas but the three most complicated because those will be on the test. So I memorize the rest of the formulas and I'm confident that me and my nifty new calculator will ace the test.

Wrong.

On the back of the sheet there's a section labeled: Formulas-some...
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Math final tomorrow in Statistics. Man that's gonna be scary. Good thing I got a new calculator! I'm such a dork because I'm in love with my new TI-83plus calculator. For 106 dollars, this thing will do everything except tell your fortune! Yeah baby! I'm getting over my cold finally. It's so nice not to have my entire body be wracked by coughs every two...
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I just got done watching the Untouchables again. I love that movie. "You wanna get Capone? Here's how you do it. He pulls a knife, you pull a gun. He puts one of yours in the hospital, you put one of his in the morgue. That's the Chicago way!" Classic! Connery was so badass in that movie. He's one of the few men I'd actually...
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So I'm 22. Dad's girlfriend, Daborah, is 60. I've basically been smiling and saying hello, but not really initiating conversation or eating at family dinners because I just don't like her. Now, my little sisters are more important to their relationship than I am, because I basically just work here and I'm almost never home. I'm always out with my friends doing stuff. And my...
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Ilsa is really freaking hot. So is Stryx. Dear God, I almost lost it just looking at the both of them. So freaking hot.

Does anyone understand statistics? It's been years since I took math back in high school and now I'm in college taking an advanced math course and the equation we had to learn today made my brain leak out of my...
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