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![]() adriana a. © 2009 There's not a good poet I know who has not at the beck and call of his memory a vast quantity of poetry that composes his mental library. -Anthony Hecht |
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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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edit: Pavi says my poems are great, but I don't have much confidence in myself on a national level. Perhaps I'm good, but am I good enough? I'm having second thoughts about entering. Besides, I haven't told my family anything. Not after how my sisters cut me off when I tried to bring it up. It's not like this doesn't happen all the time, but this is something that I want to try. For me. It's going to be hard keeping it a secret, because part of me just wants to scream "I WANT TO TAKE PART!" But then again, nobody cares, nobody thinks I can make it, nobody thinks arts is worth pursuing. And now I feel the same. Not like this hasn't been the way I've operated for 14 years. I'm like a leaf, I fly if the wind blows, Land somewhere no one knows. Up in the sky, up so high, but when the feelings die, i'm left to cry. What people feel is important to me, why even, I do not see. I care a lot about what they say, can't believe I'm then left in a disarray. What people do, I have not a clue, but then I ponder, Will that make me a loner? I'm up if you say yes, I'm down if you say no, I'm like a car with no gas, Unless you fill me, Thank you so. |