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[amadeupname]

I'm exhausted. I stayed up until 2:00 am writing and rewriting this letter (instead of doing my homework, real smart), trying to be, if not tactful and polite, at least not too snarky and pissy. I'm not good at that. Every part of me was screaming to lay into the letter's intended reader, to scream at him for various things that, while they have merit, would have him on the defensive instantly, and at that point it would have been all over. If he wants to discuss it, and he promises to consider my concerns, I'll bring these things up (calmy! It can be done calmly!) and hope that it doesn't all unravel.

I am highly nervous. I am exhausted from going to bed so late, getting up so early, and being cursed with a floor that seems to decide to be loud dumbfucks, without fail, every night that I really, really, really need to get some sleep. (This time the bastards were right outside my door. Ugh.) Contact will be made anytime between twenty minutes and an hour from now.

Wish me luck.

EDIT: Yes, Sarah, crying and sniffling and refusing to talk to him is an AWESOME start. You stupid ass.

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[ajenda.livejournal.com]

Sarah!!!! Do not cry!! If I need to kill this boy, I will!!!!!!!! GRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!! Do not underestimate Jenn's power of killingness!