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ahhhh forget yesterday Everything I Said Today Was so good. Slept
only 4 hours due to busting my balls on my holocaust paper, Then got up at the asscrack of dawn (8 am) to Have breakfast with Dad Before He Went back to the desert.
THEN holocaust Went to class, Nearly Fell Asleep, bought a monster, it drank non-fiction DURING Which WAS entertaining as usual, Then Went to Whitman / dickinson, THEN CALL grandad (I've Had a heart attack on sunday, Apparently , pero is doing ok and They Have splints or whatever in him now.) chatten with him and until i Had to go to work. i felt so horribly guilty talking to him (k This Was the only downfall in the day.) idk why, i feel like the shitty granddaughter he's ashamed of. and historical Was So Difficult breathing and ahhh ijust felt awful for him. But I guess I gets to go home tomorrow, so that's good ...
anyway, i got to work and Jamaal meat to take my picture while i was at east (Which WAS verr suspicious). at this point i was so cracked out on monster and Kept furiously writing down ideas for Different Things i wanted to do, as far as writing and for next quarter, etc.. thennnn when i jump up and back up front claudia Summoned Into me her office, sounding very stern as usual, But Then handed me a giftcard for the bookstore and like HEY YOU'RE WAS STUDENT OF THE MONTH CONGRATS
and i was like DAMN BOUT TIME (not really, pero srsly im a good employee and I've Been working at this place Since the dawn of time [ie 2 years]) But YAYYYY and all my coworkers Were super nice and i just HAD an

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im at work on the holiday (is it labor day or veterans day? i always get them mixed up) and its soooo slow and lamecakes but jamaal, erica, and i just spent the last hour discussing "indoor" vs. "outdoor" high schools (erica went to school in pennsylvania so she went to one of these strange "indoor schools" and even had a LOCKER hahaa).  i want english breakfast or a breakfast burrito and to not have to take this motherfucking spanish test tomorrow. i got a fucking c+ on my last paper. WHY?! It was a fucking amazing paper. i was so proud of it. i fucking hate spanish 25. its the most tedious worthless bullshit of all time. UGH im never taking a class with gonzales-smith again. none of her fucking exercises she gives makes ANY sense, and i know im fucking GOOD at spanish but the grading is so fucked up that she takes off so many points for getting, say, the gender of the nouns wrong even if all our grammar structures are perfect. this class can suck my cock so hard, and im going to be incredibly pissed if it somehow fucks up my grade/gpa enough that i cant go to Spain. I will cry and piss all over everything. 
other than that everything here is finefinefine. monterey was excellent; the campus is in a strange, deserted area. there are at least 5 unused, broken-windowed fucked-up buildings for every building that's actually in use. so bizarre. i am grateful for the long weekend and the impending thanksgiving break (someone is covering my shift so im all clear to