'hey, girlie', jared comes over.
'hi', i reply.
'what's up?', he asks.
'life sucks. i haven't done the presentation, my love is in a place i have no idea about, i don't have a permanent job, i'm such a loser!', i say.
'yeah, you a loser? c'mon, i'm a loser now and i don't give a shit!', jared says with an easy shrug.
'that's cause you had sex last night', i scowl and finally mention one more reason to be upset.
'oh, dear god! amelfa, dear, don't you try to convince me you can have any problems with that! don't you even start! just don't!', he growls.
'as a matter of fact yeah, i have a problem with it', i assure him.
'what are you, in a junior high school? look around! they all want to - sorry, but you started it - get you laid badly!', jared goes on.
'i don't want just to jump into the sack! i mean, not with anybody, not meaningless', i say.
'well, honey, that is quite a different issue. i just had sex the other night, with - anybody, meaningless. that feels good though. you should try it', he smiles pleasingly.
'i did try it, thanks', i answered back.
'i bet you did!!', he laughes joyfully.
i shake my head, his laughter becomes louder.
i'm thinking of writting a book.
since i need my energy and imagination to be adressed to something else apart from my life,
cause just what i do now doesn't seem enough.
my sister's going to russia for the new year.
i envy her. just a little though.
maybe she'd come to visit afterwards.