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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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Lol. A really horrible day. My heart just practically tore out of my chest. I'm feeling so useless, so stupid, just not good enough. I'm at my lowest point. Really. I'm overcome by self pity. I can't do anything right. I'm downright useless, and no, I can't dance. Now I doubt I'm gonna to TQ or investiture. I can't sing. I'm stupid, I don't take A maths, but I still can't do E maths, mum. Yes, I'm a bloody disappointment. Yes mrs sheri, I don't listen to instructions and "can't cope". Yes, mrs lim, I'm not a good enough dancer for the stupid speech day. Yes, I can't compare to my sisters or those other dancers. Yes, go ahead and play with my feelings. They're all yours. Yes, I suck. Happy. Yes, I know you're really happy about being chosen. I'm glad for you. You just didn't seem to remember I was there. Thanks a lot. Yes, I just lost my best friend. Yes, I have a non existent love life. Yes, I am such a easy person to hurt. Yes, people take advantage of me. Yes, I'm crying inside. Yes, I'm not very pretty. Yes, I'm not very athletic either. Yes, my life is in a mess. Yes, i'm hopeless. Yes, I'm kinda running out of things to say. |