I've said some nasty things about my Family Members, last week. My Hormones were causing that. I just don't want to stick around Home, before my Cycle starts. God gave my Parents an Alien, in the late October of 1974, or should I say, a "Cockney" to teach them something. I've taught my Mom a lot about Canada's Multiculturalism. Whenever Langley has a Multicultural Event, I don't even have to tell my Parents where I'm going. They know exactley where I'll be. My Dad is comming around, slowly, but surley. Give him ten years, and he will understand me as much as my Mom does. I see the World in a brighter light, this week.