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Well, this weekend seemed like it kinda sucked, but when I think about it, it was actually very good. Friday, I saw The Mars Volta in concert. O god...I feared for the people below the balcony seats, I thought I was going to blow my load during the drum solo. Then, an genuine Atlanta bum helped me get my moms van out of a locked parking lot, it was exciting. After the show and an exciting adventure with the hobo, I picked up the lovely Holly from her house in Gwinnett. When I got her and Robert to this side of town, they were both ready to crash, it's a good thing I wasn't tired. The next morning I got up as early as I could to see Holly. I picked her up at about 10:30 and we spent the entire day just lazing around being sick and watching tv. I enjoyed it a lot. Today wasn't too great though. Holly got her dads van at about 6 this morning and drove over here. Hoping to hang out, she was still feeling very very sick, so we just went to sleep and most of the morning disappeared. We woke up in the afternoon and found out that I would be the person to take her home. I normally wouldn't have a problem with it because I love time with her no matter what, and care rides are much more enjoyable with her around. But, I was still so sick and not feeling like myself, plus I had just woken up and was not in the best mood. So, I ended up driving her to her house and tucking her into bed after making sure she got medicine and getting 60$ from her mom to take her to prom with. I hope she feels better before I do. So, all in all, my weekend wasn't bad, I was just stressed out cause I hate waking up and quickly having to do something. I fear that because of the condition i'm in, i won't be able to do what's expected of me correctly. Plus, I hate being sick and I hate it that Holly was sick, but we made the best of it anyway. There's always next weekend, which I know will be wonderful. I can't wait to see her in whatever dress she chooses...she is so beautiful...my beautiful.