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![]() My name's Adriana. I don't exactly have a nickname. I'm very variable, sensitive , experience one embarassing event every day, and yet surprisingly mature. Heh. I, along with 186 million other girls in the world, suffer from an inferiority complex. For me, I like to see the beauty in things. I like art. But I'm not all obsessed over it. I like the beauty of it. I have this insane fixation that I will meet my soulmate by chance. Guess I'm not a big believer in slow development. I'm in PRCS's Modern Dance, 3/5. Profiles: Facebook | friendster | |
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![]() awwww. ilysm Nabila Natasha! thank youuuuuuu! won't be posting about presents today, because i have belated presents coming in. hahas! thank you all sooooo much! i'm really very thankful. i can't say i'm very happy at the end of the day though. but thank you all, you've made it pretty much a great day. even though Sibling was pretty rough today to me, it's still fine. i still love my Sibling! wee! hahas! he , in the end, decided to be happy today for my sake! aww! i had a pretty rough time at dance. i couldn't concentrate, and i had missed so many lessons consecutively that i had trouble doing the steps! alot of trouble. i had no trouble doing the bar one, i was pretty relieved. but then after the sit ups and all, my tummy starting hurting bad. then the ' Step Jump' part came, and i managed to pass off. and then it was the 'Step Jump' thing again, this time you have to turn and jump the other way when you've jumped. i couldn't get it at all. even after ShaSha taught me, Jingyu taught me, Tracy taught me, Venus taught me, Yi Huai taught me, Tiffany taught me... i had to do it again, and again, and again. and again. and again. then i was sent to do it with the last group. i was getting so frustrated, just why couldn't i do that stupid thingy? sheesh! Ms Ivy was so disappointed. i was on the verge of crying. things were okay after that. i mean, it could have gotten worse. i didn't know some steps to the dance and was stuck most of the time. Ms Ivy was clearly very disappointed in me. i feel so pathetic. i don't feel like dancing anymore. i feel that i can't dance. maybe i'm just not cut out for dancing. i don't want to dance anymore.... ShaSha was nice enough to walk me and accompany me at the bus stop. waited like, forever for the bus to come. talk talk talk to ShaSha... Ilyvm Nabila Natasha! hahas! went home, was told that no cake for me. i have to wait till the 18th, so me and Daddy can share the cake. i don't know why, but it felt kinda saddening to hear that. as if my birthday is so insignificant that it doesn't deserve its own cake or something. well. it is insignificant anyway. so am i. there you go Li, the answer to your question " So what will you get tonight? Cake? Pizza?". the answer is, obviously, none. and somehow, i dumped my bag, slammed the door, and cried. then i went to bathe and cry again. after that then i buke. ate my oreo cheesecake, aka my own birthday cake. it was just two slices but i felt so happy eating it. okay, that made me sound really pathetic. which i am. ANYWAY! thank you, Maliah Zubir! ily! Labels: why am i so afraid to try? |