Good bye

My sister tomorrow goes to Glasgow for a week. I envy her so much right now. One of the things the most I like in life, after sleep and sex (yes, in this order), is to travel. Everywhere, anywhere.

She's doing some kind of an exchange with a high school from there. She will attend class and "study". We know what she's going to learn: fucking bitch, bloody bastard and so of these things I don't like to say because I'm a lady...

It's better if you go to a house because you have direct contact not only with the place but with the people. When I was in New York, I took the tube for an hour to go to Manhattan. I was a Brooklyn girl. She's staying in a hotel.

I had to rescue some of my things from her bag. That mad girl... When I was in Barcelona I brought her a camera. I wonder what she will buy me. Last time she went abroad, she took a glasses she bought for her and told me it was my present. So I'm afraid about what is going to do. A kilt? No please... Only freaks girls wears it without Galliano says so.

But the best thing of this is: I'M OUT SISTER FOR A WEEK!!!