...until "57 day"

Again I am sick. Work place is not the best...

Tomorrow I will have day-off cause of my birthday.
Manager asked me to be on work after it without hangover :D I will not celebrate it as I could... I have no friends or family here, so I will buy a cake, vine and sitting on the beach will say ''Happy BD, Julia...''
If only angels will find me and make a nice party for me.

About work - I'm so tired to listen to sound of crashing dishes, knifes, forks, glass.... It's so sonorous that my head is going to crash like nut one day. After work I am so depressed, emotionally dead, physically dead... And woman that clean the dishes is always shouting ''GRIGARO'' (eng. faster).

I always make statistics about how many people and from which countries are in the hotel. Some weeks ago it was fool of Polish, Dutch and Swedish, whom with is the best contact. Now it's really saturated with Italians !!! But... THEY DON'T SPEAK ENGLISH!!! Oh... so hard with them...
Maybe that's why I am not as happy at work place as I was in recently. I like to talk, to be understood, to make jokes... but with Italians is like a robot's job ''BONJOURNO......./ CAO...''

I need to think about good stuff like my BD. :)))