I am thirty four. Unmarried. No plan. Basic education. Life can be hard for someone like me.
So when this Julius walked into my life I guess I felt like it was a lifeline. I only found out about the girlfriend when we were two weeks into texting. And at this point I don't really care. After all they are not married. Maybe if they were I would think differently.
So my friends think I am a skank for being the side chick. But hey, once in a while a side chick gets an upgrade, these things, you have to "lwisha."
He's a really nice guy. Good looking is an understatement. And he is funny. He isn't broke either. I know if it came to that I would be a very well taken care of wife. He is the proper provider type. The ones your mother tells you to keep.
I am going to see the old man next week. I asked him to make more herbs for me. They are not like witchcraft witchcraft. Its just something to make me look more attractive to him. I don't have to be told that I am not actually that easy on the eye. Heck, I am surprised he even went as far as he did the other night.
The only thing is that sweaty smell. I don't know where it came from but ever since I started using the stupid herbs I can't get rid of it.
He's back from New York. I wonder if he brought me anything. Supposed to see him tonight. If all goes according to plan, this guy will marry me by December. That Sandra, Susan chick will never know what hit her.
But why isn't he picking up his phone???
To Be Continued...
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