I guess like most people, and mostly kids, I am easily entertained with the amount of pictures that made up most of her posts. Till I got to a specific post about the lady's mishaps - finally something with more words than pictures, and reading about a pretty girl's unfortunate events is somewhat..... comforting.
What a let-down!
Lost your house keys? ATM had swollen your card? Oh come on!
I understand these are problematic situations. Hell, I actually have no issues at all with the post. I was just expecting something bigger and sadder. Something I could relate to and to give me time to think about my own life and to make me appreciate my own life.
I guess I just read the wrong blog. But really, don't rich and (not and/or but just AND) pretty people have real problems?
