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[drowninduckie]

I haven't been very up to date on the updating the journal thing. It's hard when you constantly have people around you and you don't want them reading all of your thoughts, even though most of those people already do, because they know my journal name. Oh well. I don't make the personal shit public. Well I've healed. Last Friday, Santiago went crazy again, the self-mutilation, screaming at me til I cry sort of thing, accidentally hurting me both physically and mentally, the same shit he always does when he is drunk. I really had no intentions of getting back together with him very soon until I decided to go to Mexico on Saturday with Jo and get trashed. I mean trashed. I was so good though. People would yell at me, grab me, hit on me hardcore but I rejected everyone of them because I didn't want to hurt Santiago's feelings. I barely even danced with anyone but it was fun. I don't think I've had more fun of a time then I did this time in Mexico. It was great.
I am so bored, my boss kicked me out to talk shit about people stealing chairs. Argh, this job is so monotonous.
I feel sick too, I hope it doesn't get any worse.