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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♥ i'll make your heart jump like it was on cocaine

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oh gawd.
i "kope" this frm someone's blog.
i wun say.=)
eng is profound...
and wad he says really makes sense.

Well, they're deluded. For the most part, that is.True love is a rarity, and chancing upon THE ONE this early in life is hardly probable. Particularly in our beauty-orientated, sex-marketing society of today. What we perceive in a person, is their looks. A person who is lucky enough to be good-looking gets social acclaim, regardless of whatever their obvious flaws. And the flipside: without looks, you are nothing.That's why so many people vy to go for superficial plastic surgeries, enhancements, extravagance in accessories and whatnot. Those that do so, having their newfound beauty, believe that they will now live happy and successful lives.Such is the deluded.What constitutes happiness? If superficial beauty is your answer, think harder. True, beautiful people get more attention. True, people fantasize themselves having good-looking partners, and if one of such people happens to be within reach, they begin to lust for IT. But...then what? True love is found? Hardly. Beauty fades with age, and a freak accident, a sudden invasion of pimples, a loss in complexion, or something else snatches it away. Then what happens? Will the same person, being primarily attracted to beauty, still feel the same attraction to the other?Beauty, superficial, is a ghost. After living with their object of affection for some time, true colours begins to show beneath the facade of looks. The girl with that angelic face could very well be a monster inside. That guy with the broad strong shoulders, firm six-pack, masculine ruggedness and chiseled looks? He's a player. Reality abodes in stark difference from fantasy. That's why true love, many say, is never found by many.Beauty also, ironically, corrupts. Why do the most glamorous and the best-looking tend to lead less-than-perfect lives? (Less-than-perfect implying failed relationships, drugs or promscuious sex) The fault lies in their own beauty. Like money, it invariably corrupts, giving them a feeling of power. It is that sense of power that leads to this outcome. As they say, the beautiful goes for the beautiful. And you already know what follows.But saying so, it's so hard for us to ignore our instinct to tunnel-focus on the most glamorous. Nature, it seems, made it so. Hence, many young people today rush into relationships so early in life, chasing an illusion that seems so vivid, so real. And the divorce rates skyrocket.I'm not saying this because of any personal vendetta. Or maybe I am; you can't tell lies from the truth in this corrupt wasteland we exist in. Nor am I saying this against anyone who already has, thankfully, found their significant other that they can truly care about. But for the rest of us, the next time you think of chasing that pretty nymphet or that dashing prince, think twice.You might regret it.


that's all folks.
i din write it.my english isn't that good.
oh well.
what do you expect frm a vj person huh?
straight As for O level.
im not dissing you ya.
i envy you.
writing knowlege and all those really inspirational stuff.
me?yea,well,im an average girl,all i know is to write crap.
heh.

alright.
i can't get sidetracked.
what did i want to do?
oh ya.
sleep.
zzzzz.