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Dear Santa Claus/Hannuka Harry/Father Frost/Kwanzaa whoever...
I've been a good girl all year. I've studied hard in all my classes, rescued a stray kitty in the middle of winter, helped a friend through some tough times, didn't fight with my sister (that much). I avoided being jealous of other people, and I pray every day. I've helped my mom around the house, payed my tuition without any loans, tutored high school kids for free, I practiced the piano every chance I had, I got good grades, I saw more of the world, and I learned how to love people equally. I've laughed a lot this year, sang into my hairbrush quite a few times, danced with my mom in the living room while singing Frosty the Snowman (mother-daughter bonding anyone?) I've gone skiing with my dad, forced him to come to a hockey game, and he had an awesome time again. I've even learned to laugh at my mistakes, and not take life so seriously.
So, because I've been so good, I think I should get an interview to medical school. It's the only thing that would really make me very happy. But understand, even if there isn't a letter in my mailbox, I will still go on, and won't let it get me down too much. But Santa, Harry, Father Frost, Kwanza dude, I really really really want an interview letter. Pretty please?
Love always,
musiclink213
I've been a good girl all year. I've studied hard in all my classes, rescued a stray kitty in the middle of winter, helped a friend through some tough times, didn't fight with my sister (that much). I avoided being jealous of other people, and I pray every day. I've helped my mom around the house, payed my tuition without any loans, tutored high school kids for free, I practiced the piano every chance I had, I got good grades, I saw more of the world, and I learned how to love people equally. I've laughed a lot this year, sang into my hairbrush quite a few times, danced with my mom in the living room while singing Frosty the Snowman (mother-daughter bonding anyone?) I've gone skiing with my dad, forced him to come to a hockey game, and he had an awesome time again. I've even learned to laugh at my mistakes, and not take life so seriously.
So, because I've been so good, I think I should get an interview to medical school. It's the only thing that would really make me very happy. But understand, even if there isn't a letter in my mailbox, I will still go on, and won't let it get me down too much. But Santa, Harry, Father Frost, Kwanza dude, I really really really want an interview letter. Pretty please?
Love always,
musiclink213