is there such a thing as a perfect life?
people who have had everything handed to them on a silver plate seem to have what average joes see as “perfect” but is it really?
people say to me and behind my back that because im this london girl living in florida that me and my family must be “loaded with cash”. if people actually took the time to get to know me and not judge me on where i have come from or where i am going, i am just the girl next door.
dont get me wrong desginer gear is very nice, but honestly and truely im happy as long as i have my friends around me, music, my ipod and cell phone, and im good. money does buy you happiness but only to a limit. i mean i was so happy when i moved to florida, sure my parents spent pretty much all their money for my family to live here but after the move we had to work and work just to survive and ive notice my parents are the same as me. as long as we have each other we are happy. to me that is the perfect life.
so word of advice to people who think that i am some spoilt little brat from london. dont judge me, only God can, and firstly get to know me and you will see that i am just happy girl who gets high off life, not off material things.
