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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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YES YES YES YES! Guess what? I'll be dancing again! This time for Grad Night! Omg omg omg ! *squeals* I won't be able to enjoy the hols tho. I was telling myself, " You have a fever. This is going to be lots of work. Daily rehearsals. Aching muscles. Emotions. Stress. You sure?" "Yes," I replied. "I would do that for every minute of the day." Which I don't exactly mean, but you get my point. Will be busy =/ edit : I feel like crying. I cried. I will cry. I'm just so pissed with you. I can't escape from you. It's this cycle that goes on and on and on. I feel unwell. I feel like I don't wanna do this anymore and it hasn't even started. Urghhhhhhhhh. |