You all should know that now that I'm finally 18, I have plans. As soon as I make enough money for the flight, I'll quit this job and come over there to marry Laz. I won't miss the old smelly German men at all.
I've waited five years for this!
Oh, how I love you, and I miss you, Laz . . . I cannot WAIT to get over there. (Bangkok isn't fun anymore anyway.) I figure six, maybe seven more months of hooking should do it.
I can't wait to see you again for real, cheuun jai!