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I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO MY WEEKEND.  ALL DAYS HAVE BEEN THE SAME HAVING WORKED RETAIL SINCE MY JUNIOR YEAR IN HIGH SCHOOL.  I ALWAYS WORKED WEEKENDS.  BEFORE THAT BABYSITTING, CLEANING HOUSES, IRONING TO BUY MY CLOTHES, UNDERWEAR, BOOKS.  MY SISTERS WERE GIVEN MONEY.

AND VACATIONS WERE RUINED BY MY FAMILY GOING BACK TO HAWAII EVERY FOUR YEARS LIKE IMMIGRANTS HAULING CARDBOARD BOXES TIED WITH ROPES AND STRINGS.  I HATED WALKING ACROSS THE TARMAC LOADED LIKE A PACK ANIMAL, CLIMBING UP THE STEPS TO PROPELLER PLANES, LATER JETS.  THEN WE HAD TO STAY WITH RELATIVES WITHOUT AIR COOLING AND ONE BATHROOM FOR EVERYONE AND NEVER ENOUGH ROOM.  LIVING LIKE SARDINES.  

TRIPS WERE BY CRAMPED CAR WITH RELATIVES STAYING WITH US.  I REMEMBER THE HORROR OF DRIVING TO YOSEMITE GETTING OUT OF THE CAR FOR 20 MINUTES, PILING BACK IN AND DRIVING HOME IN ONE DAY.  FISHING, CLAMMING, SQUIDDING TRIPS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT IN THE FREEZING COLD.  

OR MOM AND DAD PUT US ON THE BUS TO LA TO STAY WITH COUSIN AMY.  8 HOURS STOPPING AT DIFFERENT PLACES FOR 10-15 MINUTES.  

MY LIFE WAS A MISERY.