Sunday, February 28, 2010

Last night, I listened to my good friend cry for an hour.

It's not something I enjoyed having to do.

I mean, part of being a good friend is listening to a friend cry sometimes...but the part I really hate is that such a fantastic, smart, funny, beautiful person should be crying so much and feeling so badly about herself.

And over what?

A guy.

Why do we do this to ourselves?

I kept telling her that there was absolutely nothing wrong with her...and she said that she knows that there is nothing wrong with ME and I often have the same issues she has...which left us to come to this conclusion...

We're just too great.

Just like my previous entry about Tiger Woods suggested that there is no room for nice girls left in this world...I don't think there really is.

This boy had led her on for months...saying some mighty suggestive things to her (yes, this is when the 80-year-old in me comes-out...but no way to talk to a young lady, darnit.)...and last night, she found out he's had a girlfriend all along.

I told her to feel sorry for the poor girlfriend...heck, I feel bad for the poor girlfriend and I don't know any of them.

I think she's too good to have to deal with this, and certainly too good to be crying and wondering what is wrong with her...and so am I.

We're going to stop feeling that way.

Right now.

We're too good for this! We really are!

It drives me absolutely mad to hear a girl of her quality tormenting herself like that, and I know the feeling is mutual.

Nice girls SO finish last. I'm very much looking forward to be proven wrong.........

Diana Rissetto