Damn it... confidence vanishes faster than the sangria. So what do you do?
Well I ask for more sangria and run through the list of sht I DID just get done. Damn it! I worked until 8 pm, went home fed and showered myself even though I was tired and only wanted to throw myself on the couch! I tried to look cute (and was feeling cute until this bimbo walked in) and drove into Chicago dodging other city hungry suburbanites to see my boyfriend smile and party. Yes, I am a pretty awesome girlfriend. I am back to feeling pretty good about myself... but what makes me feel better is that I WAS WORKING (and being an independant self sufficient woman) while this hoe was at home making her hair perfectly straight, probably doing sit ups and adjusting her push up bra. Yes, I am way better than her. THEN I hear someone mention that she is a nurse.... DOUBLE DAMN IT!... she probably saved someone's life today. I am back to my sangria.
Bethany Whispers is dumb and or lame! Ok. let's just smile, drink your sangria and have a good time."
.... and little nurse Bethany Whispers?.... I don't know. I stopped keeping track of her after the first sip of my "jimmy"...except I did see her limp out of the club...haha...those heels were killers.