is she more beautiful than me?
lola wants to be a lady who lunches. but she’s still a girl who has to strip in order to eat. she says she’s tired of men who treat her as an object, but what can she expect from men who hang out at strip clubs? and who is she to judge, having made the decision to work in one? she doesn’t need to. she’s well educated, she’s smart and could aim for a different job. she just doesn’t want to. she makes good money with little effort. she earns more than i do and she doesn’t have to get up at the crack of dawn, she doesn’t have to sit through endless meetings and she doesn’t have to deal with crazy clients. hers can look, but not touch or talk. she says she’s jealous because i’ve got everything. sure i do, but i’ve been through a lot in order to get where i am now. she says it easy to get over the failures when you’re 18 and you still have your whole life ahead. and maybe she’s right, but you only find out later on. it wasn’t easy then. i was young, unexperienced, depressed and i had no friends or money. i love her dearly. but i can’t stand her moaning and complaining 24/7. i can’t stand negative people. if you’re not happy with your life, stop whining and do something to try to make it better.
the other day i was with a. and r. called him. r. told a. that he felt like shit for treating me the way he did and so on. if he really felt sorry, he’d pick up the phone and call me - or write me an e-mail at least - instead of telling my boyfriend. i’m not sure i’d care tho. it’s well in the past, i’ve moved on and i never think of him anymore. as i said before, i don’t like being around negative people.
it’s been raining since monday and it’s going to pour down at least for 5 more days. days got shorter and nights fall earlier. today i was in the shops and heard for the first time - and it’s only october 29th - wham’s last christmas. it’s depressing really. if i hadn’t so many things to do at work, i’d call in sick and spend a couple of days in bed.
the other day i was with a. and r. called him. r. told a. that he felt like shit for treating me the way he did and so on. if he really felt sorry, he’d pick up the phone and call me - or write me an e-mail at least - instead of telling my boyfriend. i’m not sure i’d care tho. it’s well in the past, i’ve moved on and i never think of him anymore. as i said before, i don’t like being around negative people.
it’s been raining since monday and it’s going to pour down at least for 5 more days. days got shorter and nights fall earlier. today i was in the shops and heard for the first time - and it’s only october 29th - wham’s last christmas. it’s depressing really. if i hadn’t so many things to do at work, i’d call in sick and spend a couple of days in bed.