And slowly, i'll just die from all this useless crap that i've knowingly dragged myself into. I'm trying to believe that people won't give me work that they don't think i can handle even if it means becoming superwoman. Saturday was happy day, and sunday just spoilt the end of a spoilt week. And i wake up today to the bbq wholesale people trying to ask me if the satay sauce i ordered is enough for the amount of satay i got. tsk. good morning veggie day.
Maybe i depend on you too much,
cos you just can't always be there.
.JPG)
About Me
- Dineesha
- Hello there, lets get things straight. I'm Indian alright? Not malay, not any mix or any rojak something, Not Middle Eastern(even though they're so hot), definitely not chinese nor angMOH and no sorry to burst your bubble, I'm not black either. I'm older and younger than you'll ever be. I might just be slogging my way through Poly or not. Friends are my air, music is my soul, and you, you're my life. I'm insecure, i'm noisy, an extrovert whos very introverted at times. I think too much for my age and probably say alot of things I shouldn't. I lust, I crave, I swear, and I probably don't give a good first impression. I really laugh too much especially at the wrong times. I don't care, I yell, I cry, I regret, I wish, I shut up, I believe. I basically function normally on a regular basis. I love. You.
No comments:
Post a Comment