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She just came to pick up the car. I think she deserves to die. Painfully. Say...hung from meat hooks, dipped in a vat of acid, doused in gasoline, and lit aflame. In picking up the car, she proceeded to tell me how this is all my fault and if I had "made different, more intelligent choices" I wouldn't be in this situation, and if I had been a better kid, a more adept student, more conscientious in my earlier years, I would have gotten the scholarship. In essence, she chose to outline, in her opinion, how my life has been a complete and total fuck up and how I have put her at risk of humilitation. I think the meat hooks might be too good for her.