Point break

I have a single pill of heart medication. It prevents one from getting excited in a rather physical way, now is the time. I feel like breaking, I must leave. I'm waiting for money, when I get it I will call the airline and ask them to change my ticket, though they might not -supercheap as it was. Mr. B just treat me as if I'm sour, but he's not very sensitive, I don't think he gets it.

This whole america thing gets to me. Lack of privacy gets to me. Having no future gets to me. Mr. M is coming here on holiday, right after I leave ofcourse, nevertheless I wonder why one would want to go here on holiday -machoism?

gotta run.

b