GunStarHero

Zeni, don't make me crush you again in another rap battle.

Well Jesus Christ. Glad things worked out as well as they did, hope she gets better as fast as possible.

Went from a crummy school to a nicer one when I was in the 3rd grade. Immediately got placed in the AP class. It had a different name, but it was the same concept. Can testify that all the students there were quite intelligent, some way more so than myself. Stayed a part of it for as long as it was offered. Once we hit high school we just had the typical AP/Honors stuff. It was like a thrice weekly class and let us skip math in particular. Did geometry, algebra, calculus, physics, and I believe a bit of trigonometry. Your scores on the tests in that class replaced all scores in your normal math class. Someone was failing and got placed back into standard classes, though. When we got to middle school we got to choose more specific classes. For example, I took engineering and ended up taking home a bronze medal for bridge building at the state Science Olympiad event. (We made the little wooden ones and they stress tested them with weights until they eventually snapped, and total weight sustained was used as placement for rankings, blah blah blah.) A good number of us maintained AP classes throughout high school. Beyond Composition/Writing and Art, I didn't take anything in high school, myself. Most of us went to the same college, as well, and reunited again in the honor programs for high GPAs. Lots of high scoring entrance exams, as you might imagine. Unfortunately, I had to withdraw from that school my junior year due to expenses and went to a different university, but I wound up being Valedictorian, graduating Summa Cum Laude.

Congrats on having a Bacon number of 3

Might not be considered a celebrity, but Judith Barsi's death was fucking crazy. Despite being only 10-years-old, she was already an accomplished actress (one role you might recall her from is Ducky in The Land Before Time). Unfortunately, her father wasn't exactly a stable individual and, for whatever reason, her mother decided not to leave him even after he constantly threatened her, Judith, and warned he would kill them both and himself. Sadly, he kept his word and executed Judith while she slept, then turning to his wife and murdering her. He spent the next couple days moping around the house, his family's bodies still resting where he killed them. Then he told his daughter's agent he would be moving out for good and proceeded to incinerate the bodies and walked into his garage and shot himself as well.

People still listen to Nightcore? -_'

There's no way that guy didn't get something. Maybe not any women, but definitely something.

I was 18. Likely would have happened a bit sooner but I was a big ole gal in high school. Slimmed way down at the end towards the beginning of college. That was with another girl at the end of a party. Was 19 when I first got with a guy. Neither...incident is of note. Boring teenagers being swept up by hormones and failing in bed.

Whatever that porn show on Cinemax was that I watched back then. Or Johnny Bravo, but really weren't they the same thing?

No thanks, tried that. Not interested in looking like a sentient dumpster racoon again.

Yea Stacy, wash yo stank ass and be more like your mom. She's got it going on.

Not really. Plus Death Note isn't brutal enough to fap to.

Been going on dates recently and I can honestly say the first guy was out of my league in a lot of ways. Objectively speaking, I recognize that I land squarely in the middle of the "1-10" scale of attractiveness, and I'm not particularly successful or anything. But regardless we talked for awhile and went on a nice little date. Lots of interesting subject matter (and food) that evening. Spent just under 3 hours chatting away at the restaurant (I'm sure the staff was thrilled.) Hell, there was even a point in the conversation that we more or less whipped out the e-peens to show how good we were at games, going tit-for-tat all the while. That being said, there just wasn't anything there. Maybe a friendship, but judging by our mutual lack of communication since then I'd say no to that, too. (We continued texting for the following week but that was it.) Also, dude was 5 fucking hours late. Only reason I went was because he offered to pay for everything and take me somewhere fancy (and I was home waiting, not waiting at a restaurant for him). He was hella cute, but fuck that noise. Get it together and be punctual.

I don't know what we're posting so here's this:

I made some garlic and maplewood seasoned cube steaks and paired them with some homemade ranch cream corn. Super duper good.

I forgot how to spell Mukahikiku when I was arting so I named her Taylor. I DO GOOD!?

I'm sure they will be, Zeni.

Just start going through that one box of old stuff everyone seems to have and get lost in the memories of simpler times. And then scream at your modem for betraying you in this, your darkest hour of need.

And with a wave of my magic wand! Herpes. Sorry about that. Was supposed to uh...well I dont know what wands do. Maybe they just give out STDs. Anyways! That should narrow down your options immensely but now the only ones left are ready to play ball.

Probably something about you just being so overwhelmingly qualified for being, like, every girl (and several dogs) perfect bae. Had to take you out of there lest the other guys get shunned by all the hot babes.

Don't worry, Zeni, I have a hard time with the ladies, myself. Maybe its time for you to hit up the Dude Ranch. Guys are hella easy.