Should you care? August 27, 2008Posted by Marie in Chill.
Hands up how many people care what other people think about them? Come on, shoes included. If we didn’t care we wouldn’t get another pair of shoes to add to the 46th pair we already own, right? I think it’s fair to say that on some level, everyone cares. Frankly, I’d like to think I don’t but I know I’d rather someone think I’m a grade A bitch with a stick stuck up her arse than a low class loser who cheats on his girlfriend, has brown teeth, fat, fug and a useless friend.
So I pride myself on being a good friend… yes I do… I know I’m not the greatest (all the time)… I know I have major flaws but I have good friends who love me, they know I’m always there for them and I’m OH SO FUN to have around *snigger*. However, sometimes, we out grow our friends, it happens and I think it’s an organic process, no big blow out… just drifts away. We get new friends who fill the void etc. It’s part of the process right?
Totally unrelated (which is pretty much this whole update), I’m missing my long hair… I don’t miss the trouble or when it gets caught in my sweaty pits … I actually love how quick I can wash and dry my shorter hair BUT I miss how I look with long hair . My mom says I’m not sexy anymore… I’m …urgh… sweet.
I haven’t been to the gym… it’s been wet, so I haven’t gone for a run, yes, I AM made of sugar and I melt…and I wasn’t feeling well enough to go to the gym…. Pay back is gonna be a bitch on Thurs, Fri and Sat/ Sun. Woe.
We’re heading back to Sunset AGAIN…bet you thought the novelty would have worn off by now uh? Soon, I reckon.