Dear Hair,
You look marvelous today, I realize this means six months of terrible hair, but I thank you for the gift I've been given today. :)
Dear Bladder,
You are empty, quit complaining.
Dear Taylor Swift,
Your new song is catchy and cute, but so insipid. It's been running through my head for days, I am so over it. Please release a new song right away so they'll stop playing this one.
Thanks.
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Whenever I mention you when I'm talking to my mom she says "Alanna, now that's the girl with the big engagement ring and the beautiful dark hair right?" [These are the things she remembers from the trips to Tech:)]
Any heartburn? Or is it a bald Peanut?
LOL.. I love you, Alanna!
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