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Okay, now that my computer is actually allowing me to type, as I was hoping to say previously, I got the shittiest birthday present ever. I realize that this is a bit shallow, but Oven Bags and MELTED candles? I would rather have gotten nothing or just have them say "Happy B-Day" over the phone. The point is that there was no thought put into it whatsoever and I would never do that. I dont care if I'm mad at John, I would get him nothing before i get him that. Hell at least he acknowledged my birthday...suprisingly, the way he's been towards me lately. Okay...I'm done...I think...
Yeah and then today some wierd homeless looking guy chatted incoherently with me outside BAL...something about his brother punching him? and um...security? I dunno.
And all classes were boring again. My doctor cleared mefor work as long as it's not Chick Fil A, so I'll tell them tomorrow. :)