Well, it finally happened. As of now I am officially a senior in high school. I can't believe this school year's already over, but I must say thank you to all of you for keeping me sane in my horrid seventh period computer class.

Class of 2007. Woo.

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More lust than you can shake a stick at.

When I was in my senior year, I had a morning study hall that was in the gym and I never had to show up on time or even go to it because the coach who supervised it didn't care. I also had two total fuck-off classes, Recreation (pool, checkers, foosball, etc.) and Bowling, and I got off an hour early every day because I told them I worked for my dad even though I didn't. I hope your senior year is just as fulfilling.

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Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.

My senior year was the laziest I have ever been. I could give two shits about anything I did that year and my GPA was the highest that year than it's ever been (3.7) because the teachers stopped caring as well. Trust me, once you're out of High School you will hate it for the rest of your life because college is so much fucking cooler.

When I was in kindergarten, the class clown was named David Little, and one day he went to the bathroom and then came back into class a few minutes later with his pants down around his ankles and his dick flopping around and said, "Teacher, come wipe me!" Rather than being embarrassed, he did it as though he were making his grand entrance in a Broadway comedy.

Oh yeah, and Joe Ben Wolf used to eat crayons.

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Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.

Crayons were a DELICACY back in those days. And I miss naptime :(

Knowing that funnykid was homeschooled explains alot.

Congratulations. The best years of your life are nearly behind you.

Ahead of you stretches the bleak and tedious wasteland known as "adulthood". Soon you shall embark upon a long journey of gradual physical and spiritual decline, punctuated at long last by the fetid exhalation of the yawning grave.

LEWL!!

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I was gonna send a robot back in time, but I got high.

You know all those people you hate in your class? Your first reunion, they'll be lying about what they do for a living. They'll have rented a Corvette and a nice suit/dres for the evening, and probably will have paid someone to pretend to be their hot girlfriend/boyfriend.

So be sure to outdo them. Rent a Lambourghini and hire two women to pretend to be your love slaves.

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It was such a waste of everyone’s time and money that even the Tokyo stadium’s rape robots apologized– something they were programmed specifically never to do.

congrats. high school was a blur of self destructive alcoholism and drug use for me, but i remember when all the other kids graduated and it seemed like such a hopeful, innocent time.
but we were wrong. maybe college will be better. i wouldn't know...
its probably better than minimum security prison.

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Kill Whitey.

My senior year was spent getting up at 3am to take college courses in a town over an hour away so I would at least meet the requirements to get into college. Because all my high school required for graduation senior year was english and home ec (for girls).

I also remember a lot of really shitty movies that came out that year.

I'll be a senior next year tpp/

I don't want to graduate. When you're an adult, instead of desperately anticipating summer you desperately anticipate death.

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It's grime time.

My tests were in the 90th percentile.

LEWL!

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Poop.

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Well, it finally happened. As of now I am officially a senior in high school. I can't believe this school year's already over, but I must say thank you to all of you for keeping me sane in my horrid seventh period computer class.

Class of 2007. Woo.

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Yucky poo poo!

i cant wait to be in that grade

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whats up i am sebra 139

Kindergarten?

lol no im way pass that grade

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whats up i am sebra 139

Yeah, he's TECHNICALLY in first grade, now.

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More lust than you can shake a stick at.

And it's a very special first grade.

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Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.

My senior year is over on thursday of next week. I hate my school, my senior classmen, and the entirity of the greater sacramento valley. And having done everything humanely possible to secure a really fucking great time in the coming years, not to mention seperate myself from my current hell, I can safely assure you that senior year is a mind numbing juxtaposition of the ignorant bastards you work with gossiping about their awkward sex lives and those same poeple's existences self-destructing under their own made up dramatics. This all happens as you slowly rise to an almost godlike position of integrity, respect, and attractive women randomly declaring their love for you as you move from class to class.

Or at least it was for me. But I am very sure that you will acheive that same level of amazingness, as you are Hari Fucking Nezumi, just as I was Lucky Fucking Guess (I use my real name when I normally declare it).

Good job surviving this long and may you not fall apart as so many other inbred boondock freaks have before you.

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the kid's getting old, the kid's getting old

and it's only for special people, like sebra139, jester123, and worm.

and drawinger. Don't forget him.

And by the way, LuckyGuess, as soon as you get to college, High School will have seemed even lamer.

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And by the way, LuckyGuess, as soon as you get to college, High School will have seemed even lamer.

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too bad you're not too cool for school

Too bad you have a giant butt.

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Legend, oh legend, the third wheel legend...always in the way.