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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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Monday, March 2, 2009 @ 3/02/2009 05:44:00 PM
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Taylor Swift - White Horse I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale I'm not the one you sweep off her feet, Lead her up the stairwell This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, I was a dreamer before you went and let me down Now it's too late for you And your white horse, to come around Here you are your sitting there Begging for forgiveness, begging for me Just like I always wanted but I'm sooo sorry Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well This is a big world, that was a small town There in my rearview mirror disappearing now Now it's too late for you and your white horse Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa Try and catch me now Oh, it's too late To catch me now I'M AGAIN SUPER PISSED. I was peacefully watching Ellen and then my mum was like, so still have boyfriend? I'm like.. Then i just said no and started to get up. She GRABBED my hand and shouted " I TELL YOUR DAD THEN YOU KNOW!" " I go to your school and see baru tau." " Sec 4 kan?" I was like... NO! I can't believe she actually thought it was that guy. " Masih panggil sayang sayang ke tak?" Damn pissed and I just said No and went into my room, got onto the com, and vent it all out. THIS IS DRIVING ME CRAZY. CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY CRAZY! (not like i'm not already!) Okay, the real purpose of me blogging today originally was because Pavi reminded me of something as we came across a signboard advertisement while walking. I think it was the Disney on Ice or something. You know, princess on ice. So Pavi was talking about how little girls dream of becoming princesses then when they grow up, it's a total different story. Which is my topic today! WooHooHooo! I don't think they should really introduce fairytales. I mean.. Been there done that. I admit, when I was young, I kept dreaming that maybe one day my fairygodmother will come and save me. She'll bring me to my awaiting prince, who'll sweep me off my feet. Of course, who believes that crap anymore? It's just a marketing strategy that feeds on people's emotional beliefs. I obviously know I'm obviously not a princess. And I obviously know that there's no prince. Ta-da! And that's my fairytale ending. I don't believe in one. p.s i doubt you'll care. my feelings are funny, kan? haha! i'm in such a tight situation now. i don't know what to do. haiz. the worst thing is that i'm the only one who has to deal with it. |