Friday, December 02, 2005

Letter to Santa

Dear Santa,

So far this year I have been:

  • very good all of the time.
  • good most of the time.
  • good a lot of the time.
  • well, not very good lately.

I am a lot older this year. When you select my gifts, please remember I am:

  • 4 or younger
  • 5-10
  • 11-15
  • 16-20
  • 20 and above but still a kid at heart.

Here is what I wanted most. Please do your best!

not-to-be-left-alone-on-friday-night

Here are some MORE things I want. Do your best, Santa!

  • less temper
  • considerate
  • adorable
  • smiles from him

I want to tell you what I am doing, or thinking.

  • I always try to be cheerful, but I can't when I am disappointed.
  • When I don't talk, I hope someone can actually start the conversation and break the ice.
  • I know I am very irritating when I am angry, I don't like it either.
  • Instant noodles taste good, but not when I am eating alone.
  • Home alone is scary.

Thanks Santa. I promise to be a good girl next year and not hurting anyone I love.

Bye bye.

Love,

Angel

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

ha-ha-ha-ha... not sure if santa can make your wishes come true, 'not-to-be-left-alone-on-friday-night', give me a call when you're left alone on friday night next time, probably we can have instant noodles together then this will at least fulfil your 2 wishes :D ...

hANNiS said...

hmmm...
'not-to-be-left-alone-on-friday-night'?
Sometimes I just wish I can have more private time...And sometimes I just feel being left alone is nice...
Should I have this feeling? What's wrong actually? I don't know.........

Anyway, if you guys have any programme at Friday night, especially "yam cha", don't forget me.

Rebecca said...

Where Go The Boats?

(1)

Dark brown is the river,

Golden is the sand.

It floats along forever,

With trees on either hand.
(2)

Green leaves a-floating,

Castles of the foam,

Boats of mine a-floating

Where will all come home?
(3)

On goes the river

And out past the mill,

Away down the valley,

Away down the hill.
(4)

Away down the river,

A hundred miles or more,

Other little children

Shall bring my boats ashore.

-----by aoc powerlevewling


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