TUESDAY, DECEMBER 15, 2020
8:00 p.m.
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8:15 p.m.
I'm rewriting our employment agreement. I feel very angry. I feel so annoyed. I dunno what to do. I'm surprised my 60 mg of Mirtazapine hasn't helped me. I'm wondering what's wrong. I guess, it's just resentment, I guess, I just have to put up with these people. Just tolerate, move away, throw people out, block people off, get rid of people, repeat.
9:00 p.m.
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9:15 p.m.
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9:30 p.m.
I got some message from this Denzil in the morning, I don't want to bother responding. ████████████████████████████████████████ I don't know what to do with these guys. The only real purpose is to get Denzil to speak to Thilanga uncle in Sinhalese because I can't and don't want to attempt to speak in Sinhalese language. I only speak English.
This guy, he's a bisexual apparently, Lakmal Perera, he added me as a friend on Facebook. I rejected it. I don't know this guy or want to know him. I feel unsafe with people in Sri Lanka. I want to keep these people at a distance, move away from everyone and stick around the Californians.
10:15 p.m.
I'm getting hungry. What I hate the absolute most about Sri Lanka is the terrible, terrible tasteless, bad tasting and unbearably awful cheap, bad food. I hate it.