It’s that time of year, everyone keeps asking what I want and I’d like to put it all out there.
For Christmas 2015, I would like:
-For everyone to stop asking me what I’m doing with my life, just let me live it.
-All of the money that I owe to the credit card companies and my university and the government to be paid back.
-To be serenaded by a beautiful man, preferably of the British sort.
-For someone to give Hilary Clinton a makeover.
-A one way ticket to London and insurance that everything would work out in the long run when I got there.
-For the men in my life to be less annoying (that’s a long-shot).
-For the women in my life to be less annoying (also a long-shot).
-To be seduced by Chris Pratt.
-A Hawaiian pizza.
-A total body massage/exfoliation package.
-To stop hearing my favorite bands on the radio. They’re mine, I don’t want to share.
-For it not to be Summer Part 2. Thanks global warming.
-To figure out some way to repay my mom and stepdad for all that they do for me.
-To find inspiration.
-To be stupid happy.