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So I had my last weekend class this weekend. I'm glad...I fucking hate that class. The teacher is my thesis adviser, and I think she's a moron. It's really hard that I think I'm smarter than my adviser. No one else in the department has any respect for her either. But after my final on Friday, I'll be done with all of my classes and just have to finish writing my thesis. I'm so excited to almost be done.

I'm not really looking forward to this weekend. It's my old roommates wedding. We've become really good friends over the past two years, and I'm also really close to his fiance, but I don't want to go to their wedding. The maid of honor at the wedding is my ex, and our break up wasn't all that fun. She cheated on me and stole about $2600 worth of shit from me. So I'm fucking pissed at her, but I promised that I wouldn't cause a scene at the wedding. Whenever I think about it I get so angry...I'd rather just avoid the situation then have her gloat about the fact she has my shit and me not really able to say anything about it. But after this it will be over...I'll never have to see her again. I haven't really thought about her lately until the wedding started getting closer. So I'm also looking forward to getting past this so I can just move on and forget her totally.