christmas is drawing near.
so very near.

every year, i’ve been wishing for something from santa.
the same old thing. same old wish.
in fact that’s the only wish i ever wish for, be it during birthday, xmas, or even some god-knows-what-fountains.

and it kind of like hit me, there isn’t any point in wishing.
cause i’ve been wishing for years and nothing seems to come.
i just sort of like told myself to stop wishing, let it be and enjoy whatever I have at every moment.

seriously, there wont be any ‘dear santa, i’ve been a good girl this year bla bla bla..’
i haven’t been that good this year anyway. gonna leave that for my new year post.
but there’s still ‘dear santa’.

via: My Milk Toof

dear santa,
i don’t know what’s going on. no idea where this is all going.
but thanks for the big fat present! (:
never feel this bless for sucha long time.
for whatever that happened and bound to be happen, i’ll just try to enjoy every happy moments together.

i would give santa a hug if i could, bwahah.
cant quite wait for xmas dinner!! tonight, tomorrow night, and chirstmas night (: