Vortexia's Secret

there were a few very sad little lives sitting at the table next to meat dinner tonight. these girls were about my age and came from atleast modest money. they had never seen 6am except when they werestill out partying that early in the morning and seemed to have noresponsibilities. and they were completely unhappy.they hated their bodies and faces even though they were pretty girls.their discussions revolved around poor body images, plastic surgery,facelifts, tummy tucks, boob jobs, analyzing others' bodies andcritiquing their own. they didn't want their pictures taken becauseof double chins and other imperfections that only they saw. theytalked badly about every friend who wasn't with them. it was sad andpitiful. they had to work out first thing tomorrow morning becausethey ate a decent dinner. and they all had to get ready for newyear's together because they just knew they would look so awful thatthey wouldn't be willing to go out without the encouragement of theirfriends. one of them was excited about getting her little sister afull makeup set because she had gotten old enough that she would nowbe allowed to wear it. so this sister was so excited that she couldget a ton of new makeup and teach this little sis how to cake it on.it truly was depressing to hear about their miserable lives. how muchthey hated themselves. it made me extremely grateful that i have agood self-image, love my looks and personality, and don't really wantto change anything about myself. reminded me how lucky i am to be sohappy with myself. anyway, just wanted to share.oh yeah, and a crazy driver nearly killed us on our way back from therestaurant. slammed on the horn and veered straight at our backbumper. no clue why. we tried to get out of the way in case thedriver was on a crazy rampage to do some damage. anyway, crazy nightbut all's well that ends well. although it's not over yet. it'sreally just beginning. have a great night loves!