Christmas Wish List...Dear Santa:

Nov 25, 2006 18:41

Dear Santa:

I really can't remember when was the last time I wrote you a letter. I think I must have been like 6 or 7. Well, since I'm feeling nostalgic I feel like writing to you, so here it goes. This year I've been a good girl. I have had a few quarrels with my brother, but I'm sure you understand since you know how he is. I'll try to do better next year. :)
Well, for this year I guess my list is going to start with the thing that I would like to have the most since it weighs heavy on my heart. I would like to please, if possible, have enough money to erase all my debt. I have the loan my took out and my student loans. It's quite a bit of money but if you can erase them or somehow make it so they can be forgiven I would highly, highly appreciate it. :o) And, as far as things that can fit in your sleigh I guess I can ask for...

* a memory stick for my lap top
* speakers for my lap top
* a program to make banners and things like that for lap top so I can use it to make my bulletin board at work
* wireless headphones
* an ipod or whatever recording device is that my vocal coach uses to record and then transfer to the computer
* a new dress size 1 or 3 preferably in either deep red, royal blue, forest green, burgundy or white.
* a pair of brown boots size 8 please (not pointy like witch shoes please) I can't find any in the styles I like. :(
* a ring size 5 with the matching earrings and little necklace in the form of a cross made of the pretty little rocks that glow with the light...diamonds. :o)
* a year paid of voice lessons
* a year paid of dance lessons
* a flat screen tv
* the lovehandler by the sharperimage
* more $ in my bank account to be able to buy gifts, help the poor, and be generous in every occasion
* a thirty minute hug session

Thank you in advance. :o) I think this pretty much summarizes it.

Love,
AnaVeronica

Well, I've writen this letter because as we get older I think many times we loose our dreams. I know I'm very close to loosing some of mine, and I don't want to. Good night. Besitos.
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