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Yuuup. I tended to put all my effort toward the classes I loved (history and math) and let my grades in the others slide a little. As a result, my overall GPA was only a 2.9 at the end of my junior year. Meanwhile, my ACT score was a 34, which should tell you how much of a slacker I was, and I had several varied

Seriously! Boo-hoo. There are SO MANY schools out there to choose from. If you want your top choice of school, get that GPA up! Take that SAT prep! I had a fine GPA, maybe a B+ in AP classes? but could have done a lot better, but I have no regrets and certainly no lawsuits for not getting into schools with higher

[gentle piano music, shots of amber waves of grain]

I am a 24-year-old white woman, and I also did not get accepted to UT - by my math the same year or the year before Ms Fisher. My high school GPA was a reputable 3.7 and I had good test scores. I took numerous AP classes, was involved in academic and athletic clubs, held down a job, and ... did not get into UT. This

If she was smarter and/or a better student, this wouldn't be a problem. Texas public universities automatically admit the top 10% of every school's graduating class. There are also automatic admission standards for different levels of SAT scores combined with class rank percentage. If she failed to meet these

I think we're focusing far too much on this individual student in the Affirmative Action case. If she hadn't come along, another would have.

The Cara Delevingne for Mulberry image says to me, "These shoes are uncomfortable, my feet hurt. Oh, look, owls."

Whenever I meet a woman with amazing cleavage my inner voice is screaming at me to maintain eye contact. But sometime the pull is too strong and I sneak a peak. And then I have to avoid that person for the rest of my life but she probably thinks I'm a creep who stares at women's tits.

Free range boobs: The sweet release of the breasts when you take your bra off at the end of the day. Usually while still driving home.

What I want to see on a magazine cover: Some trendy starlet wearing a big baggy t-shirt with holes cut out over her nipples, regina-george style. Sans bra. That's what I want to see. NIPPLE ONLY.

Ahhh, the sanctity of traditional marriage...

C-can we help them get that cool biker gang to protect them and guard them? I mean, I wouldn't be opposed to some teenage shitheads getting the shit beat out of them for vandalizing, spray-painting, and harassing innocent, defenseless people. Yes? Yes?

I suspect she may have some serious hair going on under the helmet. Possibly dreads.

You are just a barrel of laughs, aren't you?

The bird is a sun conure!

I dated a Republican who would have every type of sex except for PIV. He wanted to stay pure, I was too dirty, apparently.

Fuck cancer.

from subversive cross-stitch website...

1.) Fuck cancer.

I can't. This fucking disease.