I'm dying. I feel horrible. Screw the quadratic formula, screw the chem test tomorrow, screw high school: I'm staying home tomorrow. The sad thing is that while I may seem convinced on this decision, I'll probably wake up at 6 and drag my sorry butt to school anyway. What can I say, it's a vicious cycle.
But really, what do I have? I've had it for
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