Driving back through Pontypridd just now, the rich kids from Uni were out in force in their cars in the evening sun.
First, there was some 'look at me, aren't I gods gift' bloke who sped past me in his silver Audi TT with the hood down with some stunning page 3 lookalike blonde next to him. Both of them were no more than about 19 or 20 years old. The number plate was KBY 85, so I'm guessing those are his initials and year of birth! :roll:
The second was a girl on her own, driving a red TVR convertible! She was driving along with the hood down, shades on and the wind blowing through her hair. She was in front of me, and turned off up the street before mine, and only students live in the streets by me
I'm not normally a jealous person, but it was the bloke in the TT that made me ask the age-old question for a split second "What's he got, that I haven't?", before realising another split second later.......rich parents!
My mum isn't poor, but she's not rolling in it either, and the chances of her buying me a new sexy sports car for my birthday are absolutely zero. I don't think I'd want her to though. I've always been brought up to learn that if I want something in this world, such as a nice car/home etc. I've got to work for it myself!
For the first time in a very long time, I've felt jealous of someone else
