So it's my birthday weekend.
Today was so beautiful out, I couldn't help but be happy.
I received a really beautiful birthday card from my grandmother, so that made my day even better.
No, I don't have any plans for this weekend.
Which I'm not all that bent out of shape about.
I mean, it's just a birthday.
If I'm lucky, I'll have many more.
Nineteen is a stupid age anyway.
It's not like twenty-one, where you are allowed to drink and gamble legally.
Not that age has stopped me before, but you get the general idea.
It would be nice to spend the weekend with someone.
But it's not going to happen because the weekend it already half completed.
So there is no use talking about it anymore.
It's fine.
That's life.
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