<p>Dear CPU:
nulla erat.</p>
<p>CPU, thank you!</p>
<p>My band director is a ****** bag. You don’t put a high school senior on a Bach 25 without discussing with them first why their tone really is wavering. I want my Conn-Helleburg back. UP YOURS DIP****. -_- My jaw still hurts from that stupid waste of brass. I’m going to buy a KELLY glow-in-the-dark plastic mouthpiece in the same model just to be a jack ass in return.</p>
<p>Today I discovered that a short asian girl has discovered my identity on CC and is now stalking me</p>
<p>I want to go to college after highschool for mechanical engineering and then go to grad school for MBA possible management consulting.</p>
<p>I have been accepted to NEU, Drexel, RPI</p>
<p>should i turn down these schools to go to Hofstra or Arcadia (because they are part of Columbias affiliate schools.)
and do the columbia 3-2 plan where i go to college for 3 years at the small liberal school, and then complete 2 more years at columbia and get a B.S in mechanical engineering from columbia SEAS.</p>
<p>is it worth it to pass up NEU for Columbia 3-2 plan?</p>
<p>is it worth sacraficing the “college undergrad experience” for the columbia degree?</p>
<p>will the columbia college kids look down upon SEAS 3-2 plan kids?</p>
<p>Thanks</p>
<p>I want to ABSOLUTELY JACKHAMMER the girl who sits in front of me in psychology. She defines “Hot white girl”.</p>
<p>Dear CPU and Quo,</p>
<p>Hahaha</p>
<p>Dear Minnesotaguy,</p>
<p>Hahaha</p>
<p>^ I don’t think you understand how much I am not joking. This girl is ridiculously seductive, drives me utterly nuts. This Monday, she was wearing these jeans and a small T-shirt, omg. She is ALWAYS leaning forward really far in her desk, or leaning to the side, either way I’m getting an amazing view of her ass cheeks (no panties, yay). This was going on literally the entire class that day, and we’re on block schedule, so I got 90 minutes of uninhibited glory.
What’s even crazier is, I think she likes me liking it. I could’ve sworn I saw her look at me out of the corner of her eye looking at her butt a couple of times, followed by her promptly positioning herself so as to give me a better look…ahffhtkdhdotzzsxgnjgdrool
And these tight pink sweatpants she wore today, Gawd.</p>
<p>^ lolol. Hot.</p>
<p>Man… people tryna copy my swag.</p>
<p>haters gon hate. ■■■■.</p>
<p>Dear Senior year,
They say Satan is the father of lies; I’m pretty sure that “Senior year is always chill” is one of your favorites. School is making me begin to hate learning…and I love learning. Please end. Soon. Or else.</p>
<p>Dear Z,
I don’t think it’s just 'cause my ex is being a creeper that I’m really interested in you. I know we just met, but would you please give a girl who’s had nothing but tough luck in love a break? Just prom, that’d be enough…</p>
<p>Dear Mom,
I don’t want to fight, but basically I believe in everything you are against. And stop “forgetting” hurtful things you said to me and acting like you don’t know what I’m talking about. And, forgetting to turn the lights off is NOT EQUAL TO forgetting to watch your drink and getting killed. And I’m SO SORRY that there’s a shirt on the floor. Maybe I was too busy staying up 'til 1 am doing homework and participating in extracurriulars to care that it fell off the bed. </p>
<p>~ Hoping college is better</p>
<p>Also,
Dear C,
You are literally the more STUPID, INSIPID human that I’ve ever had the displeasure of knowing. I can’t fathom why it brings joy to your heart to harass everyone with childish pranks that only a ten-year-old boy could find funny. I tried to do a good thing. I tried to be a friend when everyone else left your because you intentionally drive everyone crazy. But you stabbed me in the back. You won’t let anything go. Stop telling lies to my friends about stuff “I did in second grade.” Stop being a silly girl who embarrasses everyone she knows. Stop hitting on teachers, it’s gross. Get a life besides boys who ARE NOT INTERESTED. I hope you find a place where you can be happy and leave me alone.</p>
<p>HAHAHA to Andromeda, so tired of stupid girls who think they’re all that(yes I said all that). Let’s hope college will be less catty. I don’t care what you had for dinner or that you’re planning on going to a “prestigious” art school no one has heard of(not that you’d get in…) also eat a hamburger!</p>
<p>
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<p>Could not agree more.</p>
<p>Dear Mr. XYZ,
You’re really really hot and I like looking at you, but that doesn’t mean you can assign craploads of homework. I mean, this is 2nd semester senior year. Seriously.</p>
<p>Dear dip****:
Homophobia, anti-semitism, and racism are NOT ok. I should’ve punched you today. That is my biggest regret of the entire school year.</p>
<p>The girly posts on the first page of this thread made my day =D. Le bon “sigh”!</p>
<p>Period cramps have kept me up for three days now. Unsex me here.</p>
<p>And I hate senior year. The people who set up the expectation that twelfth grade is just chillin’ and parties brooooo can impale themselves on a pit of outstretched scorpion tails.</p>
<p>Dear ACT,</p>
<p>This is the third time I’ve reminded you to hurry up, and so help me- if it’s not the last, I’ll be busting some ass!
Also, stop being inconsistent on the difficulty of the Science section. You possibly just ruined my composite score, and therefore my life, because of that section.</p>
<p>Your nemesis, </p>
<p>Puggly</p>
<p>@wanton, I second that. Screw everyone that painted the picture that senior year is all relaxing and unstressful… second semester seniors? Yeah, right. With daily track practice, a steady string of homework, and frequent panic attacks regarding upcoming college decisions, this semester has been nothing but stressful. In fact, it might even be worse than last semester; at least having apps to work on took my stupid mind off wandering and - inevitably - freaking out about next year.</p>
<p>thburninggiraffe, I know how you feel. Before I got any likely letters these are the things I used to do</p>
<ol>
<li>cry</li>
<li>skip class to sit in the bathroom and worry about my life</li>
<li>wake up feeling panicky</li>
<li>cry every time someone got likely letters and I didn’t. When UPenn likely letters came out, I cried myself to sleep.</li>
<li>check my mailbox incessantly (still do that)</li>
<li>Wish I had just applied to my state college and left it at that</li>
<li>Stared enviously at the kids in my class who knew where they were going to college</li>
<li>Imagined the soul-crushing agony of rejection at least once every three hours ( so I could be ready for rejections)</li>
<li>Planned my own reject party</li>
<li>Prayed</li>
</ol>
<p>Don’t worry it will all be all right in the end. If its not all right-- its not the end.</p>
<p>Friend of my mom who is also a math/physics tutor:
I respect you but that doesn’t mean that I wasn’t hurt when you said that it is impossible for first generation immigrants like myself to become a lawyer and that I should be practical by giving up my dream and seeking a career in engineering( no offense to current and prospective engineers btw, it’s just not sth that I have a passion for). I had to cure myself after your harsh speech by shedding half a gallon tears and curling up with The Wizard of Oz:(</p>