dear...

19 September 2006 @ 12:15
my mood

Cher Shirley,

Sois bon. Etudie beaucoup mais pas trop beaucoup. Tout sera bien.

Dear Army,

You still suck. But at least I'm validated.

Dear scary airplanes,

I'd much rather be in a glider with no engine that sit right next to the props. Or land in the rain.

Dear whoever's out there,

I'm such a slacker. How did that happen?

Dear John,

Thanks for the note.

Ate mais, a plus, more later...
--Annie

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