i now see why you said me and her look alike. or act alike. your guess is always right. perhaps not a guess, but rather you're so good at reading me. i wish you're here to see me fly up high. yet no longer like my fave song - being carefree is a luxury.
i'm lucky that i don't have many strings attached. and this doesn't mean i have a fall-back plan.
aggressive and opportunist, you can call me a bitch at work. that's fine. i try not to part with my morale though. it's this integrity i value. but at home, i just wish to be myself. gosh it sounds i've schizophrenia. or multiple personalities syndrome. o well.
in other words i understand better what i want what i need and what i should hope for - maybe a pair of christian louboutin? or a Preen dress? or... just a cosy home that holds all my fave furniture and lil' decorations with a fire place to keep me going at night...
sounds like this entry is dedicated to myself and you, even though you would never read this. i know you'll know in 2 months' time. i hope you'll see the changes, but i'm still the mini me 5 years ago - who'd scream on the street, bullshit after a drink, and care for your family.
now i really ought to get back to workkkk... while i can't take that comment off my mind - am i really a controller?
p.s. my new fave parfum!! i'll get that! :D
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