Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Gosh my life sucks atm.

Dear Diary.
You prolly dont know the feeling, but sometimes you get just that feeling. The feeling that youd be better off without a family. Sure, your life depends on your fam, but your mental health will be destroyed by that very same thing. Sounds crazy, huh? Well, thats how it feels for me. Im going through some tough times. Working is hard; the aircondition isnt working and people keep expecting you to speak their language. Well, I do most often speak the language, but do they smile at ya? No, they look at you with their sour-puss faces to cheer nothing. Quarreling in the "family estate". Im so glad Im leaving this house again soon, but yet I am scared cuz I am playing the role of the glue. I always have been the glue of my family, yet I have always felt no need for this family. Contradictory, I love my family, but I need distance. They need to mend their own tapestries. Gosh, cheesy lines today... I hope this summer brings me salvation in one form or another, so that I can truly start over. Maybe I should move abroad (to my own motherland... haha), change my name and cut my bonds. At times, looking at how I live now, it is tempting. Well, off to bed.

Friday, June 2, 2006

I want Primp pony leggings!

Dear Diary.
Feeling swell. Tomorrow off and then back to work. Been off for 2 weeks, it felt so good... Well, Rome next, thats what I like to say. Going to Romell be a blast. Hopefully. I try not to look too much forward to it, because that leads to disappointment. M has said hell come to visit me there, now Im just waiting for the e-mail that confirms that fact. Ive figured I have to chase the Italian men away from my sister, then again, I just might have to chase them away period. Yeah, 2 blonde, similar-looking, Norwegian-speaking girls wandering around Rome. Thatll be swell. Cant hardly wait! Im standing at a crossroads with my studies. To keep on studying, or not to. Ah, time will tell.
(Below, some stuff I want to buy!!!)

Friday, April 28, 2006

yayaya nothing interesting

Dear Diary.
New entry. Lifes been going well lately, with the exception of bad weather, a sister with a split personality, etc. I really miss Orlando and the hot weather it does have, but life goes on and so do I. Rome in Julyll be awesome. Cant hardly wait. Well, I better get back to studying Latin. Yawnathon deluxe.

Sunday, February 19, 2006

Bridge over troubled waters

Dear Diary.
Its funny how just a couple of people can turn your entire day around from a good day to a nightmare. Turn your whole life around. I do not feel pity for myself for they are the ones who need the pity. But what happens when they don't take it, they refuse to take it? What happens when their lives become a Maelstrom and you're the one caught in the current, diving in yourself to stop the water from flowing...? Or, rather, tripping into the water as you have always been rather clumsy, both socially and physically. I've stopped struggling, stupidly, waiting for a line to be thrown in. But that line was used in the building of a bridge.

Friday, January 20, 2006


Dear Diary.
Don't let your younger (spiteful) sister color your hair. Just don't. Please.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

OMG I can't believe it!

Dear Diary.
Just one hour until we go to pick up las mexicanas... OMG I'm so excited! Will be sure to bring camera and take pictures of their tired faces coming out of the airport moah ha ha!!!

Friday, January 6, 2006

too tired to even think

Dear Diary.
Just saw LOTR:ROTK again... Too tired to write more at the moment, working again tomorrow... Yes, I'm squeezing as much work time as possible into my schedule now, saving up for my wonderful vacations, you know.
Ciao tutti

Tuesday, January 3, 2006

for the love of money

Dear Diary.
Worked today. Merchandise counting, or whatever you call it in english. Was a good day though, went by so quickly. And money is always good to have, I'll never doubt that. Don't think anybody will. People do all sorts of shit for money. Me? I count stickers until my back screams. Hehe...

Sunday, January 1, 2006

I'm not as think as you drunk I am

Dear Diary.
Wow I was wasted. My stomach was crying for relief. I'm too old for this headache, yikes. Party was fun though, until I had to hurry out in the snow and... you know... Yikes