Dear School,
I am tired, exhausted, burned out. I would love to start sleeping more, but you keep me up. You, and that dastardly creature called Life. We've been on rough terms in the past, and we have always managed to work things out. If you let me get a big chunk of my Halloween costume done today, and if you permit me to decorate the house for Halloween, I believe we'll be able to get along once more. If not, I declare war. Please think this over.
Best regards,
- You know who.
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