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Wooot today was Election Day =D!!! I went to school dressed in red white and blue, it was cool. We had mock elections also at school to where everyone could vote. Turns out that Barack Obama won for president at school and Nancy Gallagher (Meredith's Mom) won for district judge! I went to work and decided to park further out that way people that came to vote wouldn't park next to me and ding my car up. It was hilarious, Kyle lost a bet with one of our patrons, who is a State fan, that Michigan would beat State. So as a result Kyle had to wear a Michigan State shirt all day while he worked. Every time someone that liked state that knew Kyle hated state they would tease him about it and he would turn bright red!! Later Brian came out and asked if I knew what was going on down by the river because there was a policeman walking around down there and there was kind of a group of bystanders watching from the sidewalk. I said I had no clue and just kept working. Well around 6:20p.m. I was working on typing up slips for Brian when a cop came in. I first thought that he just wanted to ask questions and see if we seen anything or whatever. He asked me if I knew so and so, which was my Mom!!! First thought that came to my mind was, what happened to her?! or is it Ryan?!..so I was like yeah that's my Mom. He was like,"OK, so you drive the car?" I'm like yeah its mine. He's like,"Well unfortunately someone backed up into it". I was like...oh..my..gosh! Of course I ask is it bad and he says yeah its bad. Images fly through my head of it being a total wreck and you know being un-drivable which made me all upset and I think I made him feel bad because he obviously picked the wrong answer, lol. Lorrie came out and was listening to what was going on and when I got all upset she was like it'll be OK Meggie!! aww Lorrie ^^! I went and got my license so he could look at it and went outside to go see the damage. As we were walking out to my car I calmed down a little and he goes,"hmm I know your brother, Ryan (from seeing my last name). I've had a few encounters with him". I'm like," Oh gosh yeah, haha. I'm nothing like him!" That made us both laugh. Went out there expecting something way worse that it really was. All that was damaged was there was a dent in my bumper that is really deep and about 3 inches in diameter, eep. Then my trunk lid has a big dent all the way across it and scraps all on my fender with chipped paint and dents. He had just missed my tail lights thank goodness. I'm going to take some pictures of it so I might post them lol. He asked what insurance company I have and I said Progressive I think but wasn't sure. Had to go back in and get my keys so I could open my car (would of been logical to do that in the first place but meh). He checked it all out and said that I'm good and that I can pick up a police report tomorrow. Said thanks (hope I did at least!) and went back inside where I debated on calling Mom. I didn't want to get upset again so I decided not to. The rest of the night was pretty quiet from then on and went by relatively fast. Drove my poor wounded baby home and parked her in the driveway. Went in and walked in their bedroom where I go,"So did they call you yet?" they're like uh...who? "the cops" no? "well...someone backed up into my car and damaged my bumper/trunk..." I got all upset again and it sucked! I mean it could of been way worse, but being this is my most expensive thing I own (bank owns it really but you know what I mean), having it damaged when I've only had it not even 4 months. I told them the story and everything and then Mom wanted to come out and see it. She looked it over and said it'll probably all have to be replaced. The police know who hit my car because from what the cop told me the guy felt really bad and called in. I guess what happened was that he was using his company's vehicle and it had a trailer on it, he was backing up and just saw the empty spots on either side of me and just backed right up hitting me! Hopefully the guys company will pay for it or his insurance. My poor car!!!! =[...

As for who won the presidency, Barack Obama and for who won the district judge, Stewart MacDonald. Not so big on Barack but we'll see what he has to offer. I'm glad that Stewart got it but also I feel really bad because that was Meredith's Mom and her whole family worked hard to campaign and everything.

They suck getting out! I got them out yesterday and it was alright. Today though they're hurting a little bit more but it just feels like I'm biting down on a metal rod really hard. I don't know...went over to grandma's house last night because I did not feel like going camping last night. I had waffles for breakfast and cranberry juice. Well when I got home I felt horrible and I ended up throwing my breakfast up, lovely -.-. Just ended up eating a yogurt. Uncle Dan is suppose to come and get me at 1 pm to go out to the campground, fuuuun. Tomorrow we're going to some play thing in Midland, I hope its good =D.

In other news... I want to reformat my computer but I had a dilemma where I wanted to put my photos on Ryan's flash drive which is a 1GB. But I had no way to put other stuff + my music which is like 5GB. I thought I would have to buy a bigger flash drive but it turns out I never knew that I could put it on my Ipod until one day Dylan Jerome had his Ipod and he put documents on it. Soooooo! I put all my documents on mine ^^ I don't even need to buy a bigger flash drive, I'm excited =P.

There are so many things that make being a teenager aggravating. The worst thing about being a teenager is when an adult takes you for granted, not all adults do it but the older generation tends to. It's true that the older you are the more wisdom you have but I think that it's wisdom from your era, not the younger generations. I specially hate when they're doing something you know a lot about (computers for example) and when they need help they wont listen to you even though you tell them that you know how to fix the problem. They act as if you don't know what you're doing. It's so frustrating that sometimes I don't even bother saying I'll help someone if they have doubted my help before. Granted it is a good thing to be cautious about accepting peoples help when it comes to certain things, sometimes it can screw things up more. It's the simplest things that people wont listen to you about just because you're younger.

Another thing that makes being a teenager suck is having to go to school and deal with the drama. When you have friends that are more immature than you, you work, and feel like you don't have time to get anything done. Having a job is great because you're earning money that you can spend later or save up to get something really big. But sometimes it would be nice to just be able to take a break and be with friends/family. It doesn't help that it's stressful when you have homework to do when I get home at 9 p.m.

Being a teenager though you have your whole life ahead of you and even though the older generation could piss you off with their ignorance you can learn about the mistakes they had and learn from them or either if you find yourself in their shoes than you'll know how to deal with the problem.

So I work at the Alma Library and it's a great job to have. Luckily it's my first real job so I haven't really had any bad jobs, even the jobs my mom gives me sometimes. Well anyways, the worst part about my job is having to deal with people who come in during the summer with spaghetti strap tank tops and shorts that are way too short. I'm not saying like people who look good in them, I'm talking about oldish women old enough to be my grandma wearing this stuff showing cleavage and their fat rolls off. I know it's sort of mean but it's like wear some decent clothes, yeah it's summer but at least have some respect for the people around you, I know it's hard to do now days but you can do it! Another thing is when you get the people who want some kind of book but don't know specifically what kind. For example they have some idea of what type of book they want like war or something and then they say they want some specific war but they don't know what year or the name of it. So it's like you're supose to know what they're talking about, I'm thinking "Ok well, when you find out what you want specifically come back later". Often times though it isn't that difficult, little kids often say oh I want a book on horses or whatever and you can just show them where the horse section is.

My ultimate most favorite part of my job is having the people who owe tons of money to the library due to losing books or what not. I'm talking people who owe like $30 or more. Some of these lovely people come into the library and go on the war-path. They play the typical "well I never got any notice about these overdue/lost books." or "I've never checked out books from this library I don't know what you guys are charging me for." Granted sometimes there are mistakes but it takes two months of not returning books/not paying for lost books to go to a collection agency so they have no room to talk. Of course when I tell them that they owe whatever fines for the books plus the $10 collection agency fine when we send it, they get all defensive and start yelling at me as if it was me who got them into this mess and that I'm the one who sent it to the agency. Oh what wonderful people I encounter sometimes when working at the library.

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