Used To Be Proud
I screwed up!
I've been blaming alot on the mic and everything but I guess it had something to do with my confidence. Anyway I know when I don't sound good, and since I probably won't find any song that fits me.. I'm just dropping the whole idea of singing. The prefects told us today the scores were on:
1) Confidence (10)
2) Skill (20)
3) Appearance (20)
I have nothing better to say..
I didn't know that 'self-decoration' was so important and I couldn't care.. anyway hanif should deserve it; he had a coach (his cousin), confidence, clothes...everything.. maybe his singing was not as good as mine without a mic but at least he chose the right song, and good moves.
I think I'm too proud, it's time to eat the humble-pie from now..maybe because I pinned so much hope on myself and then I fall flat on the ground and shocked myself. Miss Low maligned me by saying I was really big-headed my English was good.. I never thought so, never. I don't speak good English, don't write good English... and she backstabs about me. Unbelievable.
This feels like Primary 6.
That was a year I was terribly unhappy with almost everything... frustrated how life went and all.. been pushed and prodded and everything else in between. I'm not going to resent that historical fact, so I'm saying now - I'm such a loser. Actually it has a deep impact on how the results came out.. didn't win anything.. but that's okay. I guess it's my punishment in life.. like what I've been saying - it's all about ups and downs. I'm not going to brood about it.
Like they all say - be content! The yabadoos are all over, and even if I suck, 'must think got confidence can liao! Nevermind one..'