This group was made for the ex-students of Math Clinic. May God have mercy on Mr. and Mrs. Lai. But seriously, if you know one of the leaders of this clan from school then you could join.
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Before Homeland and Fakeass left Math Clinic, it was a run-down school building occupied by young students (THEY WERE SLAVES!!) who came every afternoon after school.
The program was run by a noisy couple (who hadn't been intimate for 23 years).
It said on the papers that they provided their students with homework assistance, SAT training, CAT 6 training, and a whole other load of bull...
When really, they couldn't even afford to hire more than 3 teachers at once. So the principals themselves began teaching...and unsurprisingly, an upraor of complaints (and calls for rebellion) arose!!
The majority of students there were Asian. Homeland, thankfully, was a 4.0 student, so he was never bothered with any SAT/CAT 6 (or any other kinds of work) practice. He was a good kid, and I wonder why I'm speaking of myself in third person...
Anyhoo, Fakeass was like the daredevil of the bunch. He snuck out to buy large platters of Chinese food fo us instead of putting up with the usual snacks MC provided us with. He also ditched class (take that as a warning, kids!), but only had his efforts wasted by being caught by the Monterey Park Police. Of course, he was enrolled in MC mainly for tutoring, and seeing how bad he was, he was forced into doing loads of work.
And then we both left in 2007 because he got pregnant. Whoops.
But seriously, it'd been about 6 years from the start of my enrollment into MC to my departure in 2007. You do the math.
I don't hate MC. In fact, I never did. All of te chaos that went on at MC while I was there really introduced me to the many kinds of sociopaths and zombies (another word for the citizens of LA) out there. I had fun there...WE (Brian and I) had fun there, and I could never forget the (horrid) things I've seen and experienced at MC.
And now, R.I.P., Math Clinic (the school itself, not this awesome clan). 'Cause Brian's rollin' in with a couple of Uzi's, an AK, and some molotov cocktails to take revenge on you. DIIIIIIEEE!!!11!1
(Inside joke)
