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thirty minutes left in british literature.

Dear God.
please wake me up.� I�wouldnapos;t mind sleeping right here, right now, but doing so could lead to my academic demise.� this is not the class to sleep in.
sincerely, cristina.

Dear God.
Thanks.� I�donapos;t think I say it enough.� I donapos;t think Iapos;ve ever imagined living life in such a way as this.� You have blessed me with wonderful friends.� I donapos;t know what I would do without them.
sincerely, cristina.

twenty minutes left in british literature.

Dear God.
Hello again.� Please donapos;t let me forget that I have yummy pasta leftovers in the fridge. Iapos;d really like to eat my pasta for lunch.
sincerely, cristina.

Dear God.
Please give my professor a change of heart, moving her to let us out of class early... Like, approximately, now.� Not that this lecture isnapos;t fascinating.� Iapos;m just oober tired.
sincerely, cristina.

Dear God.
Dread locks are gross.
What are those white specks?
sincerely, cristina.

ten minutes left in british literature.

Dear God.
In the renaissance, they wanted to look fake, or "better than nature."� They valued artifice.
I donapos;t.� I want to be real.
sincerely, cristina.

eight minutes left in british literature.

Dear God.
I like to write.
Do you like to read?
sincerely, cristina.

two minutes left in british literature.

Dear God.
What rhymes with lasagna?
sincerely, cristina.



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