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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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Hello. I couldn't sleep last night. So I cried for 30 mins just so I'd feel tired. That's my talent from young. I can cry for ages xD Woke up. Didn't feel so good. Did flag, aisyah say why suddenly shoot up? I didn't quite care really. No mood. Zaf took one look at me and immediately said "Sal?" Haha. 3 months can change everything huh? Upper Sec had to stay back for reading? This is what happened when we finished. Joseph : *suddenly realizing that he's sitting next to me* EHHH! MALAY! (: Me: Yes, hi, Joseph (: *pats head* Joseph: (: Haha, very cute. Chem was like uh -.- She gave us a test. We're like WTH? She says we must do independent learning. Yeah right, we will. Gosh! Just teach us! Please. Gahhhh. Ben was like, "Wake me up when you're done." I gave him the "Do I look like I know anything?" face. Maths was okay. We cut straws. LOL. Ms Ong: Kay class, get into pairs. Move your tables. Me: *thinking, shud i pair with benedict?* Ben: ADRIANA! Come here, come here (: ! Me: o.O? Then me, Ben, Benedict, Sandra crapped alot. Haha. We were like, so cool sit together. Like primary sch all over again! Suddenly Ben like moodswing -.- Happy sad angry >.> So who's the victim? Me lah duh ._. He say my triangle ugly. Sobsssss..... Spent my recess with Aisyah. Feels weird now. Takes some getting used to. Ohwell... Eng was spent crapping too. I made my ugly triangle into a heart. Me: *shows it to Sandra* Sandra: Awwww! Khirul : Eww, what's that? Your heart is so cheap! And so - Me: :( shuddap! Me: *gives Jolina the heart* this is my heart. it's not perfect but it's all I have. Jolina: I don't accept! *tears the heart* OUCH! Me: O.O? Jolina: The stapler bullet hurt me :( Me: That's whatcha get for breaking my heart! Sandra: What is love? Benedict : Sex. Everyone : O.O? Me: Jolina, what is love? Jo: Love is uhhh. feelings.. and uhhh. affection! Benedict : ASK ME ASK ME! Me: Okaaaay, benedict, what's love? Benedict : FOOD! Me: -.-! Ben you sleeping? *Ben nods* Me: Ben what is love? Ben: *silence* Jo: He sleeping la! Me: Ben you sleeping? *Ben nods* -.-!!!!!!!! Phy was okay. PC was uh, crap. We got lectured. But we made it funny, haha! Went 7/11 with Syah to eat. Saw all the 1/8 boys. Tsk tsk tsk. Haha! Dance was uh... Pointless, I swear. But i got 2 kisses from TracyBaby! 1 from Marisssaaaaa! 1 from Grace! 1 from VanessaLS! Weeheeee!~ Happy happy. Kisses make me happy, i dno why. Haha! Okay, that's my day. Oh, and Ben smiles like a puppy. HAHHAHA! Random thought I swear. I realized why I felt so horrible today. My head kept spinning. Which is bad. Bad bad bad. Need to sleep more. But I can't seem to. ( I don't want to dream of you. I should just let this go. Simple as that. It feels like I'm going to. Slowly......) I regret it now. I really regret it. Imagine, if I didn't go with you, my life would have taken a whole new path. What's done is done. --- I feel like crap today. I feel so used, I feel so down, I feel so insecure, I feel like crap! I'm crumbling inside. I hate myself. I need others to tell me things I want to hear. I can't seem to muster any amount of self-confidence. Fucked up. Haiz. Ultimate low. Urgh. Face it. You feel like crap. They make you feel like crap. People keep reminding you that you are crap. God, save me. Haiz.
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