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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, November 12, 2009 @ 11/12/2009 03:44:00 PM
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I have never felt more drained. Everything's simmered down quite a bit. My mum still thinks I didn't get A maths because I took POA. Right now I'm just ~whatever~ She says I'm so go-with-the-flowy. What's wrong with that? Oh wait, you won't be successful in life. God, I hate this materialistic world. I'm sorry if going with the flow is a sin. But I like it. It's like following where the wind goes, floating on the ocean, just waiting to see where fate takes you. Just floating and listening to what your heart says. Listening to the sound of birds, wind.... You know I used to wish God would just take me. So I wouldn't do sins and surrender myself to the prowess of modernization? And I can be all flowy then. I hate the city. Sometimes I feel like your body is just a shell, you know? That the something inside is worth more than anything else here. Now I have to surrender myself. I am *expected* all As for O's. I am *expected* to have a daily schedule which I must surrender to my mum. I am *expected* to follow it for the next month. I am *expected* to use my Sundays for studying. I am *expected* to give all details on where I'm going, what I'm doing, who I'm doing it with. I am *expected* to do Malay every day. I am *expected* to not hang out with you. I am *expected* to not be what my Mum calls "MacDonalds Kids" which means no lepak-ing. I am *expected* to go straight home. Someone save me. I think I have it worse than Atiqah. Goodbye free-flowing-spiritual believer. Hello OCD-Studying is my life-I must get As. Okay I'm depressed. (Fun fact: My mum named me after the Adriatic Sea. Says she wants my capacity to be the depth of the sea. Which, after due research, it's max is 1km. Haha.) ---------- "Sape suroh letak POA? Just like that time I tell go take Girl Guides you go secretly put Modern Dance. Lepastu tak pergi pun. Now ambik POA you better excel. Suka hati kau lah." Sometimes following your heart is wrong. Labels: flow like the Adriatic Sea |