2011 is coming to an end and it is time to look ahead, make breakable resolutions, bow our heads in shame for missed objectives, and pat ourselves on the back for little victories. It is also time to draw a wishlist for 2012, which I am humbly forwarding to you, for your interest, perusal and prompt action.
So dear Santa I wish for a 2012 where my wishes are better expressed, where my dreams are at least partially made true, and where bitches and bastards do not get what they obviously don't deserve. I wish for a year where I can smile with satisfaction because for once, bad things happen to bad people, and the life of good people consequently becomes a bit easier. Dear Santa, I wish for a year made of shades of grey, and not of black and white. Please remind people that pointing one finger at others means pointing three fingers at oneself, and that listening comes before preaching, and that the benefit of the doubt should be given to our conscience.
Dear Santa, I wish for a year without stupid comments on the Times of Malta, a slight increased brain capacity for the Maltese race, politicians who don't consult with Supernatural Deities before issuing statements, and who work for the people instead of for the people's vote. I wish for a Church that looks for rotten apples within itself, before looking for them outside. I wish for people to get along, and to think before speaking.
Dear Santa, I wish for more laughter, more sleep, the willpower to take up running, more sales on boohoo.com, and something that you know about but I can't express here. I wish for constant happiness for my little nephews, and to thank them for stirring the almost non-existent Christmas spirit in me.
I wish for the ability to not lose my gloves constantly, and for me to bite my tongue a bit more. I wish for more opportunities and inspiration to update this blog, and more time to take care of myself and to soften up. Dear santa, turn my sarcasm into irony, cynicism into realism and disappointment into ambition.
To conclude, dear Santa, I wish for 2012 to be a better year, for me, my loved ones and those who deserve it. With respect to what constitutes "better", please consult with me. My definition is usually not subject to interpretation.
Merry Christmas Santa ... and enjoy your imaginary trip round the world!
Gracie :)
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