Holiday.... My foot

Dear all,

if there is a dear all, please shower me with all your sympathy. Nope, I did not lose my baggage or get mugged for that matter, but I am pissed. So pissed. Having to bear with my father's family for years, I lived in the delusion that my mother's family might , you know, be a tiny weeny nicer than the monsters that I grew up with. Well, I came to realise that , no, monsters are everywhere, and they are even transnational. What the....

Well, I am giving my mother face (big time!) to put up with her family. Or rather part of the family. So it is not really easy to trace your roots and accept everyone as they are. So I am really a rootless being floating in the universal, waiting for gravitational force to suck me to earth. Hey, it is not really easy to adapt to mere mortal when you are brought up as a princess, well fed and spoilt. Yes, you will grow up like me and my sisters, hating everyone of your relatives. Well, nearly every one.