The Return of Dracula

Dracula 2 : Irina's Revenge

March 14th, 2007
Today I long for my home country, and of course for my beloved Micheal. I miss him so much. I wish I could run my Romainian hand through his crazy hair just one more time, but I fear that I will never see him again. From this country I am not. This stupid Wappingers Falls makes my life so difficult. This stupid teachers I have for government don't make me any sense. All I want is to be home with my liquor and my midol. Oh, and my Beloved micheal, of course. My car seem not fast to get me home, and I don't quite understand this. Why did Micheal have to go to this place they call the Bronx? I do not understand this. Why would anyone want to go any where besides Romainia?



March 17th, 2007

It is my day of birth, today. I celebrate this by getting drunk all the time. All of it. To some, this doesn't make any sense, but they are stupid. Michael is here with me, in spirit, and i am drinking, of course. There is no other way to go through life. Being Romainian is the best, i wouldn't have it any other way. I am now eighteen years of age, which means i am old enough to do everything in romania, which is perfect of course.