About
My mum died when I was a wee lass and my dad remarried. My stepmum had two daughters of her own so I grew up with two stepsisters.
My stepmum was very strict with me so I didn’t get to go out much. On one rare occasion, I decided to check out this new club when my friend gave me an invite to the opening party.
The party was boring. Just as I was about to leave, a guy came up to talk to me. This guy was not just cute. He was Very Cute. He also happened to be the Son of a Very Important Person. We chatted and we danced and I forgot all about my midnight curfew.
Just as things were heating up, my digital watch started beeping. Earlier on, I had set an alarm to remind me of my curfew. I had to go or my stepmum would kill me very dead. In my haste, I dropped my favourite red sneaker.
It’s been a couple of years and I still think about the Very Cute guy who happened to be the Son of a Very Important Person. I remember him mentioning that he had a blog but I could never find it. So I set up this blog in the hope that he’ll stumble upon it one day and we’ll be reunited.
Except not really.
Who do you think I am? Cindefreakinrella?
To be continued…
(Note: In the unlikely event that you’re looking for my craft blog, it’s at Lis Crafts.)
