heart as cold as ice. when i was standing near the table facing out to vs, i felt so so insignificant. vs seemed so unpopulated that time, but yet i heard trombone. itz a very discouraging moment, but i stood there like that for half an hour ald.
why am i always discouraged anyway? when i really put in effort in sth, they have to take it from me. am i really that not worth the prize? my wish?
i've tried and tried. i've coaxed myself that itz the same. but i isnt at all. say i'm pessimistic or wadever. i dun care. i just want my one wish for the time being, but who can grant it?
itz like, weeks ago i dreaded band, and yet i still work for it coz itz for the sake of my passion. i told them the passion has died, but no, it hadnt at that time. i was just confused. but i know, if appeal result is disappointing, itz gonna kill that one passion i have had since sec 3.
euphonium, such a nice name. itz not so dreadful after all.
angelina was crying when i saw her today. which evoked so much emotions in me that time. miraculously, i didnt even shed a tear. so why when i was staring at vs without ppl, tears kept gushing down like nobody's business?
i want, but i dont get it. i hope for it, but they dont give me.
not like i get lousy results. all a's, and i sit on the cut off.
perhaps, second intake is just that horriendous.
i think i just made a spelling mistake.
