Ya know what? Jennifer and David's little parking lot introduction was innocent enough. I mean it's not like Jennifer sought David out, or as if David planned the whole thing, like he thought; I know I'll ignore Amy for a spell then I'll seek out the newest pretty girl to The Villa and introduce myself to her and hope Amy sees it so she gets upset. Though Amy may believe that is exactly what happened. Hell, Jennifer didn't even know she was talking to David, didn't get his name, didn't know this was the person Amy had warned her to stay clear of. Not that the warning would have changed anything Jennifer did, but it was still just an innocent meeting; a happenstance, a chance encounter, or fate if you will.
Ya know what else? While David is a good (or great) planner I doubt he would have the ability to plan out such a casual introduction to a pretty girl like Jennifer. Oh, he's tried but the planning and preparation always ends up making him so nervous he stutters, or says the wrong thing, or trips as he approaches the girl, or doesn't make good eye contact, or in the worst circumstances actually says something that insults the girl. He's quite the mess when he tries to plan out "chance" encounters with a girl. No, David could not have even attempted to create the relaxed how do ya do to Jennifer that actually occurred. Amy should know this, but even if she does, she doesn't care. Like her drinking, Amy's anger doesn't need much reason to come to the front of her personality. Any little thing will suffice for a reason to set her off.
I'm growing quite weary of little Ms. Amy Helmer's attitude around The Villa these days; and nearly all days for that matter. What's worse is that her beauty, and even the way she carries that beauty, is so alluring that you can't help but being attracted to her. It's like a moth to a flame; oh what a pretty light but it burns you if you get too close. That's Amy Helmer in a nutshell. But I grow increasingly annoyed with her negative angry behavior. She's always stirring things up or keeping the pot boiling, which ever she decides is on the menu that day. I mean without her it might be boring around here, but then again with her things can get quite tedious as well.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, I just wish she would grow up a bit; no, not a bit, a lot. Yes, a whole lot. She simply behaves poorly, most of the time she is a tyrant really. If she were a silent movie she would be splendid (sometimes I like to use fancy words), but since she has delved into the talking pictures she is a "B" class movie with poor character development and even worse dialogue. Wretchedly boring, long winded and going nowhere fast. That is what Amy would be if she were a movie. The saddest thing is that the movie would still be a hit just because so many people would go see the movie to view Amy's beauty on a big screen.
Why do so many pretty people (I know not all but a lot of them, most I think, I fear) have to have such shallow personalities and poor behavior? Is it because they know they can get away with it because of their enticing beauty? I'm not just talking about women but men too. I don't think there are any "pretty" men but I'm sure women do. I'll bet Miss Donna would have some wise insight to these questions, maybe I'll ask her about it sometime.
Instead of choosing to grow up at an appropriate age Amy has decided to head down the path of partying, drinking and multiple partners. Boys she calls "friends". I suppose these things are fulfilling to her right now. I suppose they are fulfilling to many people her age, but in the long run they leave you empty and alone. A path to nowhere is what I've heard.
In my observations of folks like Amy they run the risk of ending up alone and empty. Perhaps they were already empty that's what got them there? Empty souls that is; void of any true feelings for others, only what they can do for you. Life has to be about more than just yourself right? I mean God didn't put us all here together to just have us care only about ourselves. Surely not! But ? I have to remember, you have to remember; Amy is an atheist. She cares more about a fine bottle of whiskey, a fancy sporty car, an appropriately decorated apartment, the best clothes, the most expensive (and therefore best right?) dinners and the many, many sorted affairs with the naughtiest sex one can dream up. She cares more about these things than relationships, than people and sometimes I wonder if she cares more about them than she cares about herself. That may be what drives her ? maybe. At times for me, trying to make sense of Amy Helmer is like trying to figure out why gravity works. When I leap to an idea I always end up on the ground.