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Confession #44


I’ve been through crazy days! Tell me how many days I’ve been away? 2 weeks or 3 maybe? And I have so much to say, I’ve been craving for confessions, suffocating and praying for this chance to sit behind my pc and type all out.
 So my sis got married on 19th September, I had ict exam the day after. Long story short. I’ve been through hell and back. I slept like 2 hours the day before exam and I had only 3 or 4 hours in the morning for exam preparation. So I am just hoping that I wouldn’t fail this time. My exam was not that bad either. I think I am gonna pass to a marginal line. J
First thing first. The wedding (AQTH)
I had parlor make up on and looked so weird. I don’t look so bad in the pictures though. And my sis, she looked one hell of a bride. Very much bridish. She had this pinned up hairstyle, wore magenta saree. The color suited her good. She looked really bright and pretty. And about the groom. He looked really young and cute. Both looked cute actually. They matched. I just pray, they have the brightest future ahead. And that their life be filled with all the happiness in the world. I love them both. And my zizu is not a pedophile for sure. I can tell. He’s all normal and smart. So excuse confession number 4 please! It’s proven wrong. He loves api more than anything now, there’s no doubt.
Now back to me. I was all covered with makeup, blow dried my hair and my orna pained me more than anything that time. It does not stay in the right place, like ever. I don’t have much boobs to show, still it looks tacky on me. That time, underneath that dress and that makeover I was just as simple and ordinary as I am. I was suffocating to get back to the place where I could be me, just myself, no makeup, me on pajamas. No people. So in that time in the wedding with everyone else in the crowd, I felt like a misfit again.

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