User blog comment:Ireithien/What Do You Want For Christmas?/@comment-4583071-20131201231044

I want scarves. And jewelry of some sort. And maybe another wig. And a dress. And fingerless gloves. And a horse. And a dog. And a couple epic looking outfits. Maybe a couple of warlords. A movie contract. Meet Loki. Travel universes to Lord of the Rings. Join the Doctor. Own a mansion. Breed horses. Become magically really talented at drawing Manga. Write a popular novel. Become famous. Be loved by everyone. Start world War III. Get a lightsaber. Find a Unicorn. Write an anime. Find a couple of Mangas that I love to the point where I keel over and drool while grinning like an idiot. This guy: http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/20000000/Drocell-Keinz-anime-guys-20007228-1280-720.jpg . Move to Japan for a year with my family. Go to England. Buy all of ThinkGeek's Doctor Who collection. Be loved by everyone. Kill a zombie. Start an Elven sub-human race and plastic-surgery the ears to look pointed. Kill Cakedude. Start a cafe. Work in a mall. Make French Fries and pass out ants to the poor. And a couple of Victorian ball gowns. And a Quinceanera dress. No, ten Quinceanera dresses. A Quinceanera. A tiger. A Jungle. South Africa. An Afro. Magical flying sparkly unicorns. Kill Edward Cullen. Kill Bella Swan. Kill Harry Potter. So on.