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I'd say Happy Holidays!, but I am so sick of hearing everyone say it. I yelled at Tiffany when she wished me a Merry Christmas!, but I don't like her that much. The other people, I just bit my tongue.

So some people actually got me gifts. I was a little surprised. Rachel, who knows me all to well, got me chocolate. Carly gave me suckers and a condom, "in case I get bored over break", and explained that even though she wanted to give me a pole, inside joke-but you may get the general idea, she couldn't find one. Other people got me other random stuff, but those were my two favorites. Oh, and Sam gave me a dollar. I think I ask Sam for money everyday and he gave me a dollar! This caused me to tell Sam I love him, and caused Brad to laugh.

Last day to swim. Thank God. Seriously, all of you...all of you believers of God, should thank him for me. I think I'm rediscovering religion.