OK, it's been ages since my last journal. not really much to talk about. fucked up weather, my back playing up on me, everyone in the house having more mood-swings than there are fireworks on the Americans 4th of July celebrations, and poor old me getting caught up in it all. i need a reprieve from all of their shite. i am bored of other peoples crap. i want at least a week to myself (if my missus was here with me, she'd be included too) to be honest, i am tired of being everybody's goddamn taxi service. i mean, a guy has to have some 'me' time, does he not? but no, during all waking hours of the day, i am being treated like a second-rate lap dog. i mean, please. i need time to myself for once. i get treated like dirt from my sister, who only wants to be nice to me if she wants something, her boyfriend has made it clear he wants to gut me like a fish, (like its going to happen, id rather fight, than surrender.) mum and dad are getting pushy.  the only reprieve i get is from hanging out with mates, or when my fiancé is around, hanging out with her even though there is a small language barrier there. one of these days, anyone who pisses me off will wish they never crossed me, and to anyone who stuck by me, i thank you. keep being there for me, and i will return the favor. anyone of my friends who reads this, i thank you for being good friends, all i ask is for you to keep being a good friend.

Oh bloody 'ell. please don't take this as me being the mushy type, but thank you all for being there as good mates.

And to my Italian mates: Grazie Mille, amici. può esserci felicità in quello che cerchiamo di fare.