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I can't wait for this semester to be over. I have a day-off but I don't really have a day-off. Monday is the only day you won't find me at work because I'm stuck in school for six hours. I asked to work 6 days a week because I was so sure of myself. So here I am, trying to squeeze in a little essay writing before going to work and it's Saturday. Weeeeeeeekends. I was doing the same thing last night, I never say "Thank God it's Friday!" anymore.