May 10, 2007 10:55
I'm starting to have this constant, growing fear of getting old. I found gray hair and a few months ago my hair thinned out, and I talked to a hair stylist and she told me it's due to lack of sleep and stress. Then I talked to another friend and asked if I was stressed and she told me everyone was talking about how I never sleep and I'm stressed out. I told her I went to spas once a week just to mellow out because I know I'm high strung but she told me I needed to do something outragous like shoot guns or jump out of a plane.
So.....this June I'm going to jump out of a plane.
But now I'm stressed out over things like.........death from jumping out of a plane.
I think I should just stick to my scented soaps and che enhancing shampoo rinses.
Abdul *the one that is not my bf, the classy pic* asked me to dinner last night. He is asking me everyday now and everyday I have to tell him no, and I really really miss hanging out with him. But I know it's too risky. To see him I would have to lie to my Abdul and I really don't want that gulit to deal with.
Everyone is going to Spain for Mansour's wedding, there family rented out 300 rooms for the occasion. Nassir told my Abdul to go, and I almost want him to go so I could have levelage on seeing the other Abdul. Naturally my Abdul would cheat in Spain. 300 rooms, 150 of them filled with young Saudi girls??? and on the streets beautiful Spainards??? Come on, add some vodka and that boy is intoxicated in a one week orgy of women.
Not to mention Eygpt and Bahrain trips from Saudi herself.
I don't even get angry over it, I never got angry at Mohammad for it, I just said, this is life and that's their world. Besides, men have never been my problem. My problem has always been choosing which one.
Anyhow, Abdul isn't going, he staying for the summer because he's scared to death I'll have a summer fling while he's gone.
I would if he went to Spain.
I know what goes on in Spain.
I'm dying to go to another fashion show.......
Tomorrow Beverly Hills and Sky Bar. How romantic! I have to leave early to get my hair layered and styled so I can bump into people.
I'm done with my morning work, time to study for LSATs. I actually have started to look forward to it because I find the games fun....
Is that sad or what?