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This week started out horrid. One of my best friends got engaged, and well we had to say our goodbyes. Because I have a vagina, and I kissed him when I was 12, I am supposedly still in love with him, so I must be cut off. Nice, huh. Too bad we have been friends for 11 years. And it ends like this. Whatevs, because after a horrid Monday and a bad morning, Cory called me, and told me everything would get better. Work sucked, I got reprimended, because apparently my hair is messy. I have had this haircut, or a similar style since last July and they are just now noticing that I wear it messy in the back. They said "You are one of the cutest girls here, why do you do that?" WTF ? Sorry I don't have a bob ? haha. Anyhoo, Cory texted me and what not, so it made the day more tollerable. I came home to find that I had a delivery . . . I got 2 dozen roses . . . from Cory ! How amazing is he ? Definitely the most amazing guy ever. No one has ever sent me flowers, and 2 dozen ? Beautiful. . .
