Dear Xiaoen
it's okay dont be nervous/scared/depressed/down <3
just give your very best, just like how you tell others to.
you are not alone. even if you screw up tomorrow, you've done your best, it's okay.
(you wont screw up dear :D)
standing at the podium, forget about the butterflies in your stomach and jelly in your legs, just focus and look at one single spot high up there.
remember to breathe from your diagphram (sp?!).
show the school what UG/guides/you've got. let them 刮目相看.
晓恩，请你一定要加油。show that you are worthy as a cfc (chlorofluorocarbon ._.) (:
once in three years, you know you can do it.
pray and thank God for His strength.
with Christ, all things are possible.
God is with you, He is standing by His child.
dont be afraid; give it your all!
rid your self-consciousness.
love,
(:
hahaha guess who.
was 憋-ing tears after lunch drill today. (or yesterday, for that matter, since it's already 15th august. aka THE DAY OF PARADE. -idontknowwhatemoticontoput-) felt super lousy cos the voice was so soft. and you know what? i think part of the reason for an urge to cry was miss guo si yan. i dont know why, she was absolutely sweet and thoughtful and sincere and real when she asked if i was okay and went on to praise and that it'll be alright. yanquan was sweet too. i ku-shu-ed to her. (ohman ohman ohman ._.) sigh okay never mind, tomorrow will be a better day. no shucks, today.
trying to imagine standing on the podium,
i can feel the butterflies.
urgh.
worst case scenarios-
1. shout wrong command
(the school wont know, the squad wont move, just carry on with the right command.)
2. blank out and be the cause of 3 minutes of silence because the whole school is waiting for you to say your command
(urgh. ): look at sarah/chinwen who will hint to me, and it'll be so obvious to people standing upstairs.)
3. my voice will break
(the school will laugh, but aiyah never mind lah. (: life goes on.)
4. i wont be loud enough
(use the mic ._.)
5. i'll faint/collapse/die on stage
(st johns will rush to save me, before the ambulance is called (: if i die, i go to heaven. :D)
life goes on.
ohyah, evelyn's letter sort of (sort of only) brightened up my day. it was so full of nonsense (as usual) and little bits of confessions of her love for me. lol i think she reads sunbeamm, but leaves no trace of her prescence.
ooh, 310 won preliminary round 1 of class debate today! miss choo huier was the best speaker :D kudos to kakay, huili and huier! <3
hahhahaah okay whatever leave the rest to God already. polish boots and sleeeeeeep.
butterflies still fluttering about.
life goes on.
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