I really love my family, well, at least most of the time, but I have to say they're completely nuts. And that they're planning my death, although they do not know this themselves.
What this is all about? Yesterday my mom tried to call me while I was talking to Gabriela
on the phone. So afterwards she asked me who called, as she thought it might have been something about the translation. Well, after a long time she finally got me to admit that it was a personal call for me from Puerto Rico. I thought it was over with that.
I was so
Today they started talking about what I have said for a long time - that I need a vacation. Now, guess what apparently seems to be their idea of a perfect place to send me to? I'm dead meat, ain't I?