well, let’s be honest here: where I live (Catalonia) there’s no Santa… it’s more like a tree trunk that shits gifts if you hit him with a stick while you sing a special song created exclusively for that moment. weird, right? luckily, Christmas’ magic makes that kids believe that this is really true till they are 6 or 7* (and then, they know the very truth and are upset till the rest of their miserable life… naaahh, it’s not that this happened to me when I was 5… naahhh!!!**). but this is not better nor worse than Santa, don’t you think?
okay, end of childhood trauma confessions (I don’t even know why I’m telling you this!!). I just did this post to wish happy holidays to everyone... I'm glad I started this blog a month ago, because this way I can share with you special moments and thoughts! and I'm super happy every time I get a comment from you... thank you sooo much! I hope to be here for a long time! I'll be back after Xmas!
here you have my letter to Santa… but it seems like he never get to read it!! never mind, I’ve been a very nice girl and I’m pretty sure that my presents are going to be awesome!!
* it depends on your family's acting skills
** maybe my family's acting skills have changed since then because now my cousin is 9 and he don't suspect a thing yet. no, seriously... what the hell is going on with kids nowadays? they look like living in Wonderland! or it's just that they are smarter than we where back then and they spend all Xmas pretending they don't have a clue... we'll never know!