Saturday, February 5, 2011

Dear this weekend,

Can you just hurry up? I want to be done with you.  There are too many things I have to do, and too many things that I would rather do, so let's just be done.  Once we're done we can move on to next weekend, which should be better. 

I need a time turner. 


love,
hannah

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