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Dear weekends,

I have missed you so much.  On Monday everyone will be talking about how fun their weekend was: all of the exciting adventures they went on , the TV shows they caught up on, the dates, the movies , the parties, the restaurants, the hanging out.  And then there will be me. The only way I know it’s a weekend is that I don’t have class. I still have work though. I work as a clerk at a hotel so on the weekends, I get the overnight shifts. Fridays are always the longest. I wake up at 7 am and am off to school. Then I spend the entire time a school listening to all of the weekend plans. Hearing everyone excitedly proclaim the advent of another weekend…if only they knew.  Once I’m done with school time (I’m usually home by 5p) it’s homework and dinner time. Then I’m off to work ‘til 7am on Saturday morning. Then I get to sleep  while everyone goes out to wherever people go for lunch on weekends then by the time I wake up it’s time for more homework then off to work again ‘til Sunday. Then before I get a chance to take that weekend nap, it’s Monday back to school time.