I would really like Fred Weasly, Rupert Grint or Oliver Wood for my birthday, but I don't think that I will be getting any of them. Neither will I be getting Ellen Page.
So I think I will be settling with new bed sheets or covers, because I have never actually been able to pick my own. The one that I have now are at least twenty years old and a little better than my bright pink, flower bed set that I had in my other room. But I kind of want black and red ones.
Or a kitty. A kitty cat would be amazing.
Or even a girlfriend. Or boyfriend. Oh well, I guess that I have plenty of time to make up my mind.
Too bad I have to wait six more months!