My life's ruined. They're using MySQA closure season as the perfect time to erase all entries to my name on the database per promise of
@Fareal. However, Lennihan will have to believe me for he saw it prior to this happening; I'll know he was bribed ("bribed, bribed" as the backdrop of one Chainmale song goes; I like pretentious hipster music on occasion) if he goes so far as to deny all knowledge of my academic record when acknowleging it in 2016 in a futile attemt to gaslight me.
I barely remember when it's breakfast. I'll always remember my grades, considering it was God I prayed to to pass some of the exams I had lesser confidence in, and I pinned my hopes on becoming semi-professional like my sister, dreams Cuntster are desperate to crush.
That little snippet from your latest confidante about me, Cuntster? Whomever it came from, they're still worse than me in every way, even if they've superficially improved on some aspects of their writings whilst we've been unacquainted, especially if this is a secondary acquaintance. If it's Chac I'll be deadly surprised though; he's horrendously dyslexic despite his stellar reasoning skills.