I cocked up at the very first word. I sang the wrong lyrics. I managed to get back on track.
My voice trembled ferociously; I was shivering on my insides because of the extreme cold. Before that Martin lent me his jacket, however im sorry to say that it was of little help to ease the chill. It took me some time to regain my composure, however I was too disturbed by my faults I made. I was sure I made funny faces -- I grimaced, not because I cannot reach my high notes, I did that out of uncertainty and as a signal of my lack of confidence. I hope it wasn’t obvious. Though im sure it was.
After the singing, I ran to Martin and Zhi Xiang. I was so scared to lose this chance. I found comfort in the two of them. Still, I was shivering as if I was thrown into the Antarctica. Zhi Xiang, Martin, Wei Xin, and everyone was there to praise me. IT WASN'T ENOUGH. I went frantically around the auditorium for familiar faces asking how I did up there on stage. They could detect my nervousness in my singing and pointed it out. I was like I'm doomed. Nevertheless, they assured me I sang well.
I'm still terrified. Fear that I won't get into finals. Zhi Xiang's singing impressed me. I almost cried because it was just so touching. Buddy, don't worry about anything. I have confidence in you. Martin, you too.
{ go to hell } 9:06 PM
!about me
name:apple mei
wishlist birthday's on 21st oct..thanks people..*smirks*
l.MP3--at least 4gb and no CREATIVE please
2.a brand new wardrobe( packed with new clothes)
3.wait till i think of stuff
lastly, a stupid idiot 24 hours available for me...
i live in my lackadaisical world i call my own
but only to be tied down by shackles of education which obviously suck big time
living with complexities of life which cannot be revealed and told openly
living in self denial and drowned in my everyday lies
unhealthy living dead i call myself
i just want a simple life with a boyfriend
the desire for a simple want purely makes my life difficult to those who knows my secret
with that i rather live life a living dead.
i no longer reveal the zany side of me
maybe i lost it along the way
on my pilgrimage to maturity
i yearn for someone to open the door
one of where i came from
to find bliss once again
out in the open lawn