Bear with me. I have not posted lately, but I can't help it. Bear with this little bit of drama, I just need to let it all out. You might say this is all to get some attention, you might say I'm a desperate internet-dweller... I don't care. Just bear with me.

I haven't posted a lot lately. Not that I usually do.

Last month, and so far this month as well, have been the worst possible ever.

A good friend of the family was kidnapped. Saved, after a week, by paying about 150,000 dollars to the captors.

Before that, both my dad and I got our iPods stolen - mine by some guy and the traditional "Don't you dare scream, bitch!" routine.

Then, a drunkard almost hit my brother's car - which ended in my brother colliding against a house, destroying his car and half the wall. He wasn't injured, but the drunk driver got away and we had to pay this all.

Today, my own father got kidnapped. Mom and I went to the store and when we got back, the phone was ringing.

I pick up. A strange voice says "Hello. You (mom's name)?"
I answer, no, I'm her daughter (stupid of me to answer). Who is it?

"From your dad."

My mom went pale a soon as she picked the receiver, and I already knew what was going on.

Fortunately, it's not so serious. He isn't asking for money. He just wants the papers for dad's car, and some of mom's jewels.

She is on her way to pay the "ransom" right now. I gave her my pearls and the one-diamond ring my grandpa gave me for my eighteenth birthday. With a little bit of luck, nothing will have happened.

But I'm tired of this. Sick and tired. I'm becoming more and more paranoic. I have a voice in-mail in my cellphone and I'm too afraid to hear it. I'm tired of living in this situation, being afraid of half the people in the street, being afraid of any strange voice that answers the phone.

I want out. I just want out of this goddamned country, or at least this stupid city. God, I'm so, so, so tired, so sad, so worried, and so powerless against it all. I hate this. God, I'm just so tired.

Thanks for reading.