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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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Tuesday, September 2, 2008 @ 9/02/2008 03:20:00 PM
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okay, today went to take my Grandpa from Tan Thock Seng. sheesh. why are people landing into hospitals so often these days? anyway, Busu and Oteh were there too. carried Datuk's heavy2 bag. why does he need so many things when he was admitted for just a day? nevermind.... there were some family poilitics going on. gee... my family is so dramatic. Datuk refused to come home with us. he kept shouting " I DON'T WANT TO GO! TAK MAU PERGI!" haiz... Datuk Datuk... in the end, we left him in the taxi, but took his bag. for what reason i don't know. then Mami asked us to go to his house and give him back his bag. and i was like.. why did we even have to take his bag in the first place...? went there with 2nd Sis. and my cousin, Adli, opened the door. he was topless -.- yes my dear cousin, i know you have a hot bod and 6 packs, but yeah. stop it kae? hahas! played the standing seesaw with Sis. she wanted me to fall -.- oh wow. took bus home, Mum just needed to vent her anger out, so she kept going on and on about what happened. there's really more to the story. my family has a lot of juice to it. feels like i'm stuck in an episode of Dirty, Sexy, Money or something. sheesh... anyway, NOW I'M BORED! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! |