Today... I worked. Tomorrow... I'll work... So on and so froth for the next month solid. I'll have no days off. I have a lack of a social life as it is. And the tiny bit i have left, i'm gonna loose. Which is good, in a way i guess, looking at it from a financial point of veiw. Tra la la. I have to play happy familes on sunday with my Dad and his money laundering whore of a russian, can't speak english/spanish girlfriend and her 32 year old daughter who still lives at home. BREATHE. Ovbiously i'm utterly looking forward to it, with all my little black heart. - I'm dreading it. I have no idea what to say to her. Actually I don't know what/how i'm going to say anything to her. She doesn't speak English.. My Spanish is awful. And i'm fucked if i try to speak russian. - Appart from that. Things are allright. I'm still convinced he's not 100% faithful. But like i've dealt with in past entries. I'm going to deal with that. I just need to remeber not to have nay sort of feelings and or attachment to him, because that would makes things difficult. Or I could have feelings and just posses the power to detach them and my disposal. Like thats gonna happen. I do indeed need to find a way to prove my theory. Which i'm sure i'll dinf in good time. I need some new friends.. anyone? I ahve a lack of friends, in my little real world. Suck to be me. Ish. I need back my party life-style.. of when I was some major animal, of the sexual deviance kind, when i was 17-18. Good times. Heh. I'm going to be 20 soon. And i'm gonna' have to grow up, alot. That kinda scares me, I mean... My teenage years have gone, swept from under me like some magic rug from the 1970's. Where on earth have they gone. I remember my 13th Birthday, what a blast. I couldn't imagine being 20. I can't imagine being 20 now. Boo Hoo, With added fake tears.