Again. its that time of the year again when i look back with a mournful face and think of all things i never did and things i did do but managed to screw up and so on.
its bday time people. a year older,none the wiser.
still prone to making same mistakes, still no cure for short temper, still at 60 kilos thinking of atkins and no longer trying that hard. still a glorified googler and not yet a journalist at best was a page maker.
still considering chopping of hair, booking the appoinment and then panicking and canceling and then telling the boi vehemently that i cant, i cant, i cant do it.thank god for his patience to ask each time,yeah? why is that.
still obsessed with cleaning- not just normal cleaning, obsessive dusting, polishing and scrubbing. still writing all short stories with hope in eyes that hasnt been dashed out yet.
still friends with the same people. still sticking to no bday celebrations,and its been 5 years since.
second bday with boi in tow and still in love. first married- bday and feels no different.
everything is the same. just a year older.
3 comments:
oh and I hate the moderating comments things
No wonder you've been weird.
yes... plz remove the comment moderation! u paranoid, obsessive, compulsive old lady! but like tht u r still friends wid the same ppl, and still writing. hppy bday sweety. n yes, first married bday!! tht's something...
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