Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas is love like this. I know Santa will knock my head and say "Your head la Hilda, dream on".

Close. I was almost there. I swear I was. Now I hate you for kinda pull me back to where I was then. My fault.

I can't wait for 2009 to be over, lets pray that the worst ends here. I want a jolly olly 2010!

Fin.