the whole day today there is absolutely only one thing bugging me….. I need to do something about my social life. I need to buck It up because anyone who knows me, most defo know im no homebody
I miss those days where I use to strout my stuff while walking into the club and pretending to not notice hundreds of eyes popping out at the sight of me….. ahhhhhhh… the good old days….
but wait a minute…. im not dead so there is A chance I can get all this back rite?
its just something about the stares, the cheeky smiles, the wanting- to-talk-to-u-but-am-intimidated feeling that a man gives u that actually makes your day…maybe I was young at that point of time… maybe it was all fun and games… maybe its time to get serious and find the right one…
the one thing that you come to realize as the age catches up…. its not as fun as it use to be… you stop wanting a million eyes glaring at you but you would just want that one special one to just look at you and tell u how beautiful you are…
the blardyyyy side effects of growing up…..
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