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[justsand]

Alright so in high school I had this gov teacher named Kiley, whom everyone hated and despised because he was an egotistical, ignorant, asshole. His one and only job was to teach people in his class something...anything!...about american government. He failed. Misserably. Instead he would prattle on about his faboulous life as some super important

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[touch_overrated]

I HATED THAT MAN

i really really really really really really really really really really wanted to key his damn aqua-green thunderbird.

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[justsand]

Dont tell anybody but I was walking past his car with my keys out and I "accidently" scratched it and then threw some rocks at it. Ooooops. Dear me? What did I do? True story.

But it is me, so you know the scratch wasnt that big, hardly visible, and the rocks were really pebbles, more like a little dirt. But still it felt so good. I am all good girl on the outside, but I am a reble at heart. Deep, deep down.

hahaha

[anonymous]

Oh Justyn, you know just how to bring a girl's spirits up! First those two entries on your getting drunk before a 9am lab (I would've been pissed at my lab partner if she'd been hungover in lab, lol) and then the Kiley nostalgia fix. Justyn your livejournal does my spirit good because I haven't had a good hearty laugh out loud since I've been back on the East Coast (something about the cold, it just isn't funny). I love the Kiley quotes. No class was complete without:
a) an eye roll
b) a saracastic comment directed at him, which he was completely oblivious to
c) us learning not a gosh darned thing

Still, I loved that class because of all of the good laughs we had at Kiley's moronic personality, pathetic car and fabricated stories. Long live Civics, Kiley-style... may no senior graduate without ever attending one. HAHAHA. Miss ya. Can't wait to see ya! (Melissa)