It's the year of the Bunny. I was the Bunny. It was supposed to be my year.
I finally recovered by sleeping a lot. Unfortunately sleep gives me the energy to think. Thinking makes me confused. Confusion is not my cup of Milo. What does that make me?
With Love,
Me, me, me, me.
PARVEEN :)
14 September '93.
Singapore.
Who?
Hey. :)
Masterdebater. (Read it wrong at first?)
Queen of nostalgia. I'm gay like that. :)
Pretty tough to crack, I'd like to think.
Socially awkward at times.
I love sarcasm, humour and optimism... Or do I?
Life's too short to get upset all the time.
Grammar Nazi, guilty as charged.
Pretty well-developed moral compass. Try me.
I admire sarcasm, intellect and brains, but I get awfully lame at times.
Still waiting for romeo.
(I know right?)