Rich bitch

Well, after that relaxing day I thought I'd make a trip into town. Walked off that Häagen-Dazs. And then ended up with a few friends. Friends with bad influence on me (twist my arm, and yes, there I go again). Met an interesting woman though. She was young, from a rich family, and had refused to do what they asked her. She works as a waitress, never having taken money from her family. Good for her. She had very clear thoughts about what she wanted to do with her life. I admire people like that. Perhaps because I can identify? Apart from the fact that my parents never had money... Good evening though. Lotsa laughs. And I was the first one to leave...imagine that?!?