I know Christmas is still a long way to go. I haven't even finished my final exams! But I know what I want for Christmas already! I no longer want my two front teeth, I have them already now (thanks to you , Mr. Santa and the toothfairy). I don't want a car, or a new house, or a supermodel body, or having myself for the cover or Vogue Italia, or Rudolph being my pet- well, the last one might hurt you, Mr. Santa. No, not that. I know you work wonders but that's impossible, for now. I still want better life, friendship stays, family gets better, and stuffs. But if you wanna drop by my house, and put one, or two of these things -well three, or more, like whatever you want Santa under my Christmas tree , it will be great! These things won't hurt you, they do you no harm.
Well who doesn't agree that this piece of thing is fuckin' gorgeous. This thing is better in real life, I tried that on already, and I swear it makes your legs longer. But yes, Santa, I can't afford this on my own, it's so close to $99! How can I afford that, Santa?
All my friends want a SLR/DSLR. No, I don't want those. Those things are too big and too heavy for me. So Santa, this will be great for me.
iPad , or iPhone , or iPod Touch is nice. But this iPod classic is better, for me at least.
I know, I have one Dumbo plush , two other elephant plush-ies, and some more elephant stuffs, but I want more!
What else do I want? I guess that's all I could imagine, apart from good scores, and so on. Well, write me back, Santa!
With love,
Me.
With love,
Me.
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