I go by the name Adeline and im not any ordinary girl you see on the streets. I'm always an original, never a copy. ♥balloons

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I'm what you call a, mystery. Here's to the ones that love me, the losers that lost me & the lucky bastards that get to meet me ♥ I don't like "about me"s. They paint a picture colored in black and white. The way we see ourselves. It is either we are too perfect or too imperfect. The truth is, we can be very wrong. Get to know me and see for yourself. I am just Adeline Megan Gan. The occasional part-time dancer. I like collecting memories and occasional glimpses of genuine smiles . ▲

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todae i was looking thru all the baby fotos of me.
now den i knoe what a little devil i was when i was young,listening
to stories of what my parents told mi..lol
let me recount them.story telling time!~

firstly,i was very impatient..always shouting and screaming for my food or milk..
even when my mum was making..haha...
my mum also said that time i rocked the baby chair i was sitting in so hard,
that i literally made it fell over..well,miraclously,i escaped unhurt..

secondly..i knew how to act very well..that's what they said.
when my father was driving me to kindergarten..i would say tt i have a tummy ache..
upon reaching there..everytime..and they never knew wht it was real or fake..
and den i when i came home..my mum put the packet of sweets there,and when
she turned around again,the packet was empty.eaten by who?guess!yea..its me..haha.

hmm.when they took me out..i would run around..and i remembered getting lost on
several occasions..and i was really mischievous too..when my mum wanted to beat me for
being naughty...i would hide the cane beforehand.so they can't find it.and i would really hide
it in weird places..behind the cupboard..in a drawer,in between the cushions..underneath
the bedsheets.i remembered putting one cane into the washing machine by bending!
of course i got found out!my sis would also get the mischievous side of me..i would pull her
hair..and she would pull mine.well, basically,she was the perfect picture of angelic innocence,
and me,the little devil,with food in my mouth and spitting it out somewhere else..and whatnot.

one painful memory was when i was 4 or 5..when to bukit batok nature park for our walk..
den my sis took the bicycle and rode it downhill..and the path where it was laid by bricks..
and i ran after her..cos i wanted to ride the bicycle downhill..spoilt child tt i am..
tripped on the gap and landed on my left elbow,fracturing it..mind you i did NOT cry..
that's how my elbow became so flexible.only my left one!
don't try twisting the right one....oh..yea.i have a new nickname by my class..
daddy-long-legs..courtesy of abel..giving me the nic..its lucky i am ok with spiders..haha.

anymore?i can't rem.haha.oh.yea.durians.anyway i blog about tis before..so i won't repeat
it again.when i needed to go to pee..i wouldn't pee in the wee wee potty pot..
(smth about it bascially turns me off,i can't rem what)and my mum would chase
me around the house..bascially trying to get me to urinate in the potty pot.which
i of course stubbornly refused to.
and i can't understand why my mum would carry my sis up all the way(stairs of cuz)
to the 12 floor..while i was basically made to climb it all by myself.that's was the old house.
now i live on the 13 floor..we r not supersitious if tt's what you are thinking.=)
anyway i should thank my mum,as my legs are stronger than my sis.haha.

oh.well.u can see what a handful i was as a child.the list goes on but i won't write anymore.


my mum bought me a new samsung digimax S500 camera...its ok..but the focus is not that
good...i want my ixus back..boohoo..=(
but now my stupid com can't catch the camera when i plug it in..argh!!


sometimes i just feel like crying.
i am also human,and sometimes the words you speak,and
the actions you do,contradict each other.so when i let
myself to believe,i find out something i shld not be knowing,
it cuts deep into me.friends?na.i don't think so.
hyprocrisy is more like it.
i shouldn't have trust myself to let myself believe you.