<p>Thanks, I guess. Meh. Okay, let’s not talk about the SATs. Let’s talk about…er…any ideas?</p>
<p>I HATE MATH TOO. MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE. MORE THAN TOMATOES. MORE THAN…<em>GASP</em>…TWILIGHT!</p>
<p>Thanks, I guess. Meh. Okay, let’s not talk about the SATs. Let’s talk about…er…any ideas?</p>
<p>I HATE MATH TOO. MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE. MORE THAN TOMATOES. MORE THAN…<em>GASP</em>…TWILIGHT!</p>
<p>Really? I’m a huge huge huge huge huge fan of math.</p>
<p>I think in numbers, but love getting my hands dirty with words. Boo yah!</p>
<p>So, how about that weather?</p>
<p>EDIT 1: Hahah, MM, I thought that was your out of 1600 and out of 2400 score! I was about to bow down to you!
EDIT 2: Gasp. That’s a lot of hate. What did tomatoes ever do to YOU?!</p>
<p>You’re lucky I’m a huge huge huge huge huge fan of you, DC.</p>
<p>I consider myself to be a very lucky person, thank you. =]</p>
<p>Yeah. I’m not a math person.</p>
<p>The sciences, I love. That and English. Math is kind of the neglected child for me.</p>
<p>See, that’s history, in my case. I hate learning about the past. It’s a waste of my present, and does not benefit my future in any way.</p>
<p>I’m not a particular fan of the sciences, but they’re okay. Math, on the other hand…yeah, I won’t go into that now. :D</p>
<p>English and the Humanities…sigh. I want to spend my whooole life learning about English and the Humanities.</p>
<p>I love history. It’s interesting.</p>
<p>DC, what’s history? No one mentioned history…</p>
<p>I agree with Quasi. The Humanities…<em>drools</em></p>
<p>EDIT: Err, I don’t mean like…the literal meaning of history. Merely inquiring why you mentioned it. LOL</p>
<p>Hahaha, funny. I meant that I dislike History with a passion.</p>
<p>Words = <3</p>
<p>ROFL. </p>
<p>I’m gonna go watch a movie now. Haven’t hung out in front of my TV for a while. Later, loves!</p>
<p>Bye toots. Enjoy the flick. :)</p>
<p>So, percentiles.</p>
<p>Bio - 60
Lit - 56
USH - 57</p>
<p>Kill me, please?</p>
<p>I’d rather not. That would mean being Roomie-less, and we can’t have that, now can we?</p>
<p>I must go duh-riveee (I realize that could be read as “drive” or “derive”), though, so I shall answer on Facebook once I reach my destination!</p>
<p>Haha, have funnn!!</p>
<p>Drama;</p>
<p>I see that you’re back.
:)</p>
<p>You’re such a stalker. I kind of love it.</p>
<p>HAHA!! Nooooo!! I refreshed the page and saw your little CC icon light up.
=/</p>
<p>I COULD be a stalker, if you like…actually, no I can’t. I’d be a lousy one.</p>
<p>Which one of you stalked my pictures admittedly? You or Quasi? Lol.</p>
<p>Edit: I kinda love you! :)</p>
<p>Well, Quasi openly admitted it; she then proceeded to wrangle it out of me, too.</p>
<p>I happen to be a fantastic stalker, actually. It comes whenever I procrastinate, which is…all the time.</p>
<p>YES. I love me, too. =]</p>
<p>Hahaha. It’s ok. I tend to sift through people’s pictures when I’m bored. I’m cool like that because I just admitted it. I did it 5 minutes ago. LOL</p>
<p>Really? Because I’m doing it right now. Win.</p>