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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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Thursday, December 4, 2008 @ 12/04/2008 09:50:00 PM
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pas⋅sion /ˈpæʃ –noun |
ən
| 1. | any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, as love or hate. |
| 2. | strong amorous feeling or desire; love; ardor. |
| 3. | strong sexual desire; lust. |
| 4. | an instance or experience of strong love or sexual desire. |
| 5. | a person toward whom one feels strong love or sexual desire. |
| 6. | a strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or desire for anything: a passion for music. |
| 7. | the object of such a fondness or desire: Accuracy became a passion with him. |
| 8. | an outburst of strong emotion or feeling: He suddenly broke into a passion of bitter words. |
| 9. | violent anger. |
Passion. Ardor. Something I feel that I'm missing in every aspect of my life.
I realized that I want/need to start anew.
I've deleted the links that aren't in use.
If you want your name there or anything, do leave a tag.
I need to de-clutter.
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Today's events:
Zy's prom is today. My aunt came over to help with her make up. I feel so horrible today because... I don't know. Maybe i just have an inferiority complex. How do you think it would feel when everyone is throwing praises and fussing over someone else when you're being bossed around? And then when they ask whether i'm angry or not, obviously the right thing would be to say no. If not that would be very rude of me, no? Isn't that what everyone says i am? Rude.
Maybe for once. Just once. I don't want to be invinsible.
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