Fake Rich Girl [Survival]

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Are you ready for my fake rich girl problems?

Far as I can tell, even though I'm almost 4 weeks into my new, grown-up life, I'm still adjusting. I have decades of paranormal life in Jeddah I need to shake off, so it's naturally gonna take me a little more time than your average psychopath. 

The good news is that I am in wonderment of EVERY GODDAMN THING. For instance, my coworkers' outfits. 

Chuk's writer style 

On the weekend, I was shown the ways of the public transport. YOUGUYZZZ OMG. It's the most ridiculous thing explaining to people why a grown-ass woman doesn't know how to use public transport.

"How do you get around in Saudi?" they ask.

"I... have a driver," I say.

BOOM. Fake rich girl. "Like, I have a personal chauffeur, coz like, my dad's an oil prince. You know, stuff."

It's like a personal car, except not really.

After I took the shuttle bus to the train station, I purchased a train ticket. I say "I" but really I mean "my friends" coz they did the work.

I left this bad boy in the slot when I should've taken it back BECAUSE IGNORANCE. Why isn't there a tutorial on YouTube about this?! And if there is, why haven't you dickbags sent me the link yet?!

The most important thing about my weekend is that I found my people. In a comic book shop.

Goodbye life. There will be MTG. 

I will sign up for the gym soon, I promise. I just needed to know that I have a safe place to go to in times of trouble. I'm good now.

"This is too small, sorry. GTFO."

In other news, I'm living out of my suitcase. It's what all the hipsters are doing. Get on it.



I would just like to add that I have acquired several important life skills in the past few weeks. For one thing, I don't give a shit anymore about being seen in public eating alone BECAUSE I ONLY EVER EAT WHEN I'M STARVING. Seriously, I don't know why it was such a big deal for me before (fat girl syndrome, probably).

For another thing, I can walk past a dog on the street without having panic attacks and hay fever on the spot. I just pretend it's really a lolcat, and my fear goes away. Try it, you guys.

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