RUBBISH!!!
I feel like rubbish.So much homework to do.Also,dad "offered" to sit with me and do Math for an hour everyday.Actually,it's as good as death.
I'd rather die than sit with him and do Math for an hour everyday.I tried doing Math with him before,I couldn't survive a week of it.Awhile (one word or two?) of doing Math with him could make we crack.
I absolutely refuse to sit with him and do Math,even though it's nice of him to want to sacrifice his time for me.
It always ends in tears.
IJ Superstar semi-final rounds are tomorrow.I wonder if people will be allowed into the Dance Studio to watch?Most of me prays that people won't be allowed in,so as to save me the embarrassment if I don't sound good tomorrow.The acoustics there might suck.
You know,I don't think I'll care very much about whether I'd gotten past the semi-finals or not.I wanna walk out of that room knowing that I sounded good,and that I tried my best.
If they don't like it,they can jolly well kick me out.
Like I said,the people who said things were mostly the ones who didn't know a thing about singing.
Wish me luck! :)
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