Encounter with 2 past-lasses

Forgive me, GOD, for I have sinned yet again. Forgive me, God, because I still do not have complete control over my mouth. One bad habit I truly want to get rid of is talking 'negatively' about people behind their backs. I always knew this will be a tough habit to break therefore I always attempted a transition where as soon as I realize I'm talking about someone, not present, I mention the positive points about them.

I sat with 2 lasses from my past, whom I'm still on okay terms with. I felt bad for them, for being seen in public with them, and for the days long gone which I have no control over anymore.

I was and now I am. I am at a different place in my life and I have never been prouder of myself. I look at them with a soft heart. Some people take a little longer to mature while others never do!

To label them slutty, I would be underestimating them. To consider them idiots would be a kind gesture on my behalf.

What annoys me are 2 facts:

1) It's amazing how people cannot seem to live without gossip. They thrive on finding out things about others. They think they are empowered with other's dirty laundry. Oh, how they lead such a sad existence if their solace lies in others' lives.

2) Slutty people try to drag everyone down to their level. So it is true, one bad apple ruins them all. Nobody is an angel, and I do not care what they claim. None of us were created divine unless we were prophets or true angels/soldiers of the Lord. But equally so, not all are as bad as depicted by the scum of the earth. And so that they don't feel too bad about themselves, they accuse decent, chaste people in order to drag them down to the same level.

Anyhows:

Coveted item du jour:

1) This Givori phone.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso