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This was a very good and very bad weekend. Yes it is tuesday but I am slow. This asshole truck started pulling into my lane on my way to work, and I start honking and he stills pulls in so I swerve past another car. I hate trucks and fat white trash rednecks. Work was complete hell cause we don't have barely enough cashiers so the lines just never stopped and I felt completely exhausted afterwards on sunday. School is almost over as of this friday. I am still worried about going to ozzfest on thursday and having my history final friday morning but I am sure andrew, josh, and juan will help me study the tensions between the north and south that led to the civil war. I made an A on the second test so I was quite happy. I will be coming home for a few days to be with the family around my bday. Oh yes, the big 2 0. Which means absolutely nothing. Wait, it means I am not a teen, so that means people will stop laughing when I say I am 19? We shall see. At work someone comes up to me and asks me what is on my neck. For the rest of the day that was the first thing everyone asked me. I got my first hickie. Sweet.