Lexis is a crazy girl I met on the plane...let me tell you more about Lexis, she is kind of the girls that looks like she has money but she looks tacky...you know what I mean? Why she was talking to me I realized that she has no education...and I kept on wondering why does she do for living..does she have any husband or family...and little by little she started chatting and chatting and she gave me all the answers...
It turns out she is a hair dresser..of course now everything make sense! The way she dresses, her diet, her talking..her problems..but you know..one would think that I have nothing to learn from her but it was actually the other way around...by spending time with this girl, I realized that i live worried about silly things, that she has a humble not that humble life because she kind of wears more expensive cheap clothes..lol! i know it sounds confusing but..you know I would say she is a wanna be...but who cares? I dont...Lexis is just so nice.
I just hope when I am her age I can be like she is..She is so free, beutyful and it seems that she has no regrets in life, she has her girlfriend club, she has two sons, which are both married now, and overall she seems to enjoy life... and have fun !It a shame that she doesnt have facebook account....just like the old times. :/
And by the way, thanks to Lexis I am reading the 50 shades of gray..which my friend Caroline stole from me :)
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Caroline
It's been almost two years since I last saw my French-Canadian Friend Caroline.
I still remember when I met her, she was this perfect beautyful and smart girl, that almost instantly became my best friend. At the beginning I was looking at Caroline and I remember wondering why how is that I can not be like her, her grades were better, her look was better, her nightl life was full, with plenty of activities to do, friends every where and she spoke three languages fluent. She was perfect and whenever I talked to my friends and I asked them why dont any of you hit on Caroline and their response was..because she is too good for me...damn! who would say it! It turns out that all guys were afraid of Caroline because she was too perfect..anyways two years when by and Caroline came to visit me at Houston.
At the beginning I kind of reluctantly wanted to see her, but as soon as she stepped on this house, wow everything changed, talking to Caroline reminded me a bunch of stuff that I already had forgotten..like my taste for art, good european movies, reading and courtesy for other humans hahaha, she said I am becoming American...in other words I am becoming self centered.
Caroline is so perfect, she is very smart, very nice a good friend and omg! we were walking on the mall and a guy just stopped her and told her how beauty she was....really! I dont recall a guy doing that for me..but anyways I guess thats is the way it is...Caroline invests a lot in her clothes...and in her diet..while I am eating like a pig she barely eats...and so on...I think and I really think this..sometimes I wish i were a little bit more like Caroline..she is more free and I am so square...but in others..I am more free and she is so..tiny...or afraid..dunno...the only thing I know is that I have a buch of things to learn from Caroline...but she also need to learn from me...hopefully she can get a Houstonian guy so she can move here and then we can be the sisters we always wanted to be.
I still remember when I met her, she was this perfect beautyful and smart girl, that almost instantly became my best friend. At the beginning I was looking at Caroline and I remember wondering why how is that I can not be like her, her grades were better, her look was better, her nightl life was full, with plenty of activities to do, friends every where and she spoke three languages fluent. She was perfect and whenever I talked to my friends and I asked them why dont any of you hit on Caroline and their response was..because she is too good for me...damn! who would say it! It turns out that all guys were afraid of Caroline because she was too perfect..anyways two years when by and Caroline came to visit me at Houston.
At the beginning I kind of reluctantly wanted to see her, but as soon as she stepped on this house, wow everything changed, talking to Caroline reminded me a bunch of stuff that I already had forgotten..like my taste for art, good european movies, reading and courtesy for other humans hahaha, she said I am becoming American...in other words I am becoming self centered.
Caroline is so perfect, she is very smart, very nice a good friend and omg! we were walking on the mall and a guy just stopped her and told her how beauty she was....really! I dont recall a guy doing that for me..but anyways I guess thats is the way it is...Caroline invests a lot in her clothes...and in her diet..while I am eating like a pig she barely eats...and so on...I think and I really think this..sometimes I wish i were a little bit more like Caroline..she is more free and I am so square...but in others..I am more free and she is so..tiny...or afraid..dunno...the only thing I know is that I have a buch of things to learn from Caroline...but she also need to learn from me...hopefully she can get a Houstonian guy so she can move here and then we can be the sisters we always wanted to be.
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