Some people are born with good looks, but most of us don't. In stages of life looks gave us the impression how special we are. Sadly, looks does not stay with us very long. It is the reality of time which takes the beauty and youth of a human being.
I have a friend who is always about looks, no matter where she goes looks will be the one which she cared most. When she wants to lose weight it is about losing to look good, when she wants to go for a jog its about jogging to look good and even when she goes to the mall its about getting something to look good. Its an obsession of looking good.
Her past relationship did not work; and she told me its because she gained 10 pounds. She then go back into the relationship game when she has lost those 10 pounds. This time she says she got it all under control.
..sigh
Two days ago my friend and I went out to a mall. Obviously, for her it was about looking for something to make her look good. We went to the sun glasses shop, then stroll down to the shoe shop and finally when she got the things she wanted we stop by at Starbucks.
As we were sitting and having our drinks, we started talking about personal stuff.
me : you know, you are awfully high maintenance for a 19 years old girl.
friend : no... i am not.. Besides who cares what people think. i don't....
me : really??!!!!!........ well....... good for you.
i gave her a hard smile.
I have a friend who is always about looks, no matter where she goes looks will be the one which she cared most. When she wants to lose weight it is about losing to look good, when she wants to go for a jog its about jogging to look good and even when she goes to the mall its about getting something to look good. Its an obsession of looking good.
Her past relationship did not work; and she told me its because she gained 10 pounds. She then go back into the relationship game when she has lost those 10 pounds. This time she says she got it all under control.
..sigh
Two days ago my friend and I went out to a mall. Obviously, for her it was about looking for something to make her look good. We went to the sun glasses shop, then stroll down to the shoe shop and finally when she got the things she wanted we stop by at Starbucks.
As we were sitting and having our drinks, we started talking about personal stuff.
me : you know, you are awfully high maintenance for a 19 years old girl.
friend : no... i am not.. Besides who cares what people think. i don't....
me : really??!!!!!........ well....... good for you.
i gave her a hard smile.
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