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I hate this fucking world.
we cant understand each other. no, we can, but not enough as i want it to be.
Today we are going to go to the comedy club in City. I really dont want to go. Not becouse of his friends, they are nice giys, not becouse of my understanding american jokes and humors; that doesn't matter... I just don't want to be there, don't want to see that show, and don't want to talk to anybody!!!! Just do not want!!! But if I won't come, he will be sad and its a good wierd to querrel. So I have to go. I hate situations when I have to do something what somebody wants me to do. Its makes me weak. Even when somebody is my boyfriend. Today I should be over my feelings, and do this for him.