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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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I've been home for 4 days. Yeap. Sitting around, awaiting my medicine timing and aimlessly watching tv and nothing else. My mind's been in a daze and I feel terrible. Things keep slipping from my grasp. I hate the feeling of ceramic crashing onto the floor. Especially when you were just holding the cup half a second ago. I hate the feeling of giddiness and throwing up your medicine. Anyway, Mum was really sweet. She stayed up to sponge me when my fever did not break. Thankfully, I am better now. But I still do not taste much and the swelling in my throat is slightly better. Well, goodbye and goodnight, nobody. ----- I will not trouble myself with such childish relation matters. I believe there are more pressing matters at hand which we must attend to, instead of mindless 'bitching' and criticizing. Let it rest, people. Is it not better to keep it this way? |