And i wonder why...

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Ayez tous un merveilleux noël et nouvel an avec vos familles.
Profitez surtout. Et mesurez la chance que vous avez.



Adios.

Dear santa.

It's been quite a while, isn't it? Almost a year. Well, at least, we can admit that i am still lucky to be alive, to still have my two legs and two arms and my brain in the places where they should be. But see, Santa, I wish I could go back to France for Christmas. It's not much, but it would mean the world to me. I won't complain, i am still going somewhere, but it's not where i'd like to be. You see, Santa, i'd like to be overseas, with my family in France. It surely would be quite pointless, as I go back in less than eight months, but i don't really care. I know it's selfish, but i'd like to be selfish for once.

I have been good, i suppose. I have been worst, but i have been better. I am still not a saint. But I am sure being a saint would be quite boring. So I'd rather be myself.

Actually, i don't really want anything for Christmas. Just a bit more time with my friends before I leave. I'll try not to suffer from a heartache when I'll leave, but I can't promise I won't.
TARGET BOY!
Dearest Santa, just let me be happy like i am since quite a while. That's all I am asking for this year. Happiness. Happiness, and happiness.

Take care.

I'd like to dance with you if you'd like me to.
I'd like to dance with you if you'd like me to.
I'd like to dance, dance, dance with you.


Dance with me?