That AZ person.
*in her head:
YESS! That carrot is mine!*

Why do you hate this person? Trust me, you'd be a lot happier if you didn't. Finally having ended negative feelings that have plagued a 2-year-long friendship, I can say with some confidence that hatred will only depress you.

I hate one person right now. The first one to guess his name gets an imaginary carrot. Love, Jen.

That doesn't mean I couldn't hate you, just that I'm more likely to hate people who do better than me. If I really feel the need I'll have no trouble hating people with poorer academic records. But talking about who I'm capable of hating is very depressing. I was in such a happy mood just a few minutes ago! Let's change to a different mini-topic, like the ability to overcome hatred.

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I've hated a complete stranger before, based on only a name and a knowledge that she scored higher than me on the SAT (she was the 4th highest for that year in Duke's TIP program, where 7th graders take the SAT). Why I hated a stranger for such things, and why this particular one instead of the #1 scorer I'm not sure.
But it proves that hating people based on less than DWM knows of Kelso is certainly possible.

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In that case, you could never ever hate me, after seeing my grades.

....*sights* kinda sad...

sweet day.

thats something i havent heard before. sorry to back out of a conversation, but my internet time is up. ill be on later tonight though.

Thanx, DWM. You're pretty cool.

kelso: sorry bout the mixup, i was quoting joey and therefore talking to him. by the way, i dont hate you, to my knowledge, no one does... yet.

Sorry, I'm an idiot. I got the meaning of your post wrong real sorry!

I've hated a complete stranger before, based on only a name and a knowledge that she scored higher than me on the SAT (she was the 4th highest for that year in Duke's TIP program, where 7th graders take the SAT). Why I hated a stranger for such things, and why this particular one instead of the #1 scorer I'm not sure.
But it proves that hating people based on less than DWM knows of Kelso is certainly possible.

kelso: why the **** would we all hate you?! i for one dont even know who the hell you are, so how can i hate you?

So everyone hates me, then.

I'm an eigth grade girl and nobody in my grade ever shows up anywhere drunk or high. I mean you can't know what they do privately but it doesn't mix into the school. It all depends on the school too, I think.

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Stop being so naive.

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and youre helping us all out with that one, arent you?

Sure, but that's just one example. That does not mean all kids are druggies destined for failure.

Stats prove a hell of a lot more. Violent crime rates in the late 90's were the lowest since the data was first collected in its present format. Any claim that drug use is up over the last 50 years would have to exclude nicotine, which kills far more people than THC or alcohol. And use of profanities doesn't mean jack**** for morality. There's no hope for you Joey, because you're a pathetic moron.

Kelso, I have a few friends that play soccer where I graduated from high school, and they tell me stuff all the time.

Stop being so naive.

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I crochet too!

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Awesome! How long have you been doing it? I just taught myself about a month ago...Nobody my age around here crochets. Love, Jen.

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Moi, too optimistic? First people accuse me of being whiny and depressed, and now I'm too optimistic?...I crochet. Right now I'm making scarves for male prostitutes. A bit weird, but fun. The ones w/ little tiny hooks are steel crochet hooks, for lace ect, and the bigger ones are aluminum for yarn. Not that you probably care. Okay, now I'm going to try to be un-optimistic. Pessimism is my middle name. *scowls and tries to look unhappy* Oooh, I got two new puppies today! I need to think of names. I'm a miserable failure at being pessimistic. But I'm rambling. Buh-bye! Love, Jen.

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I crochet too!

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At soccer practice, eighth grade girls repeatedly show up drunk or high.

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Where do you get this crap?