Ever wondered what the lives of the chosen ones are really like? Well, I'm going to tell you, because I'm one of them. I'm not talking about beautiful models or actors or musical prodigies or mathematical geniuses. I'm talking about the people who are born to it-those of us who have everything anyone could possibly wish for and who take it all completely for granted.

Welcome to New York City's Upper East Side, where my friends and I live and go to school and play and sleep-sometimes with each other. We all live in huge apartments with our own bedrooms and bathrooms and phone lines. We have unlimited access to money and booze and whatever else we want, and our parents are rarely home, so we have tons of privacy. We're smart, we've inherited classic good looks, we wear fantastic clothes, and we know how to party.

It's a luxe life, but someone's got to live it.

Our apartments are all within walking distance of the Metropolitan Museum of Art on Fifth Avenue, and the single-sex private schools, like Constance Billard, which most of us go to. Even with a hangover, Fifth Avenue always looks so beautiful in the morning with the sun-light glimmering on the heads of the sexy St. Jude's School boys.

I'll be watching closely. I'll be watching all of us. Including all of those lucky boys and girls sunning it up in the Hamptons. Oh, C, you should of known that you wouldn't of been able to escape B's wrath, even if you did send her flying off to a different country. From what I've been told, the bitch is back, and she's making her grand entrance at C's party. Don't forget, you two, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Can't you two just kiss and make up?

Apparently, it's not only the weather that's been heating up. Whilst S and N have been frolicking on the beach platonically for the time being, I'm sure it won't be long till the heat gets to both of them. You can't have two gorgeous, tanned people spending that much time together without something happening. We all know N always had some sort of feelings for S, anyway, at least according to his ex, B.

Talking about N's exes, what happened with him and V? I can't say that I'm sad it's over. All the more for me! Maybe it's just a coincidence that it happened basically right at the same time as the demise of S and Lonely Boy, but you know I never believe in those. Guess S and D weren't for the win after all, considering the reports I've been getting lately. Can't you guys ever keep it in your pants!

Of course not, and I wouldn't love you any other way. Thankfully, or I wouldn't have anything to talk about on here, and for the next several weeks, I'll be sure to keep you all entertained. It's going to be a wild and wicked Summer. I can smell it.