& i think tonight, i may cry.
I feel like everything's going wrong.
Go ahead, enemies, laugh.
So be it, i can't care less.
Everything's screwed.
The competition may be cancelled tomorrow.
& nobody's gives a hell piece of shit.
This competition may mean nothing to you, but it means something to me.
Best part of all.
Mom said. "Good la! No skit"
Thanks, what great encouragement.
Thank you Ant & Georgie for the encouragement though.
I really really appreciate it.
& all others who wished me good luck.
One, i thought it was all meant to be.
I thought perhaps, yeah, maybe its my destiny to be in this drama scene.
But i'm guess i'm wrong.
What, do you call this setbacks?
It doesn't seem like it to me.
It seems like signs.
Why can't it ever EVER EVER EVER FREAKING OCCUR TO YOU THAT THIS IS MY DREAM, MY DESTINY, WHY CAN'T YOU FREAKING EVEN ENCOURAGE ME!
I am freaking refraining from using the F word.
I'm really really refraining.
It's so stupid.
This is stupid.
I feel stupid.
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