Saturday, December 24, 2005


Here I am, in Rio, on the verge of every year's worst experience. Christmas with my family. Meaningless loud chattering, gossip, mean remarks, all kinds of invasion in my personal life affairs and great falseness. I hate to have to go through this. Right now I'm using my sister's computer while my father snores like an old dragon in her bed. Soon, I'll receive instructions from my mother on how to behave... The plan is to one day be SO far that I won't have to be here for Xmas or New Year.