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Post by Sophia on Jul 29, 2007 20:08:48 GMT -5
07/28/07
Dear Diary:
I know it has been a while since I have written in your pages. But as you know living at home with papa and his constant old world suspicions was making any attempt at having a private life impossible. *sighs*
Well that was then and this is now! I have my own place yippee!. Needless to say that papa is not pleased one little bit. He hates the neighborhood is too close to the strip, he hates that there are no arm gaurds(like why would I need arm gaurds...he acts as if someone seeks to kidnap me. *lol* I must forgive papa he has Hoffa deliusions but he means well.) and he hates the fact that I an not under the watchful eye of his security firm.
Diary my days of living in that glorified tudor style prison are over. I have been hired as a chours girl in the production of the Pirate Queen at the Mirage and on weekends I get to dance in their El dorado floor show. (AMAZING Costumes btw)
I entend on being careful and smart, like mama taught me. I will. Though I explore the city more at night I can not help but feel there is a creeping darkness beneath all of the flashing neon.
Forgive me diary I am being over dramatic.but sometimes when I look into the eyes of a stranger there is ...enough. I am becoming paranoid.
Until tomorrow diary. Sophie
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