i am huixiu, NOT xiuhui, huixin, huixui etc. stop misspelling my name.
08apr. fifteen-to-be.
coral secondary school(singapore), concert band, flute/piccolo.
(L) : sunflowers, calla lilies, stars, music, love and pretty things.
(H) : teletubbies, barney, and all stupid things purple.
laugh, cry, scream, bitch. i can do whatever you can, and more.
i don't see why you should judge me, if i don't judge you.
in love, with my personal homer simpson, except hotter, less stupid.
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007 @ 6/26/2007 07:38:00 PM
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its a terrible day.
the worst since idk when.
i woke up late tdy.
but still reached school on time.
in Stars, like the class was opposing to everything.
like, fuck.
why cant you all just co-operate and make life easier?
you think its so easy to organise a fucking bbq?
you come and do lah!
basket.
-.-
english was fine.
then came bio.
i cut my hand on the stupid glass thingy.
and there's a scratch on it.
and it fucking hurts, bastard.
then went for lunch before band.
felt sick.
went for band.
i fumbled with the keys.
and i played like shit.
and god damn _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ showed off.
hello~ it aint an exhibition you know.
-.-
bahh, and i almost dropped my flute.
it slipped and nearly knocked against the chair.
but hit my thigh instead.
and everyone within the vicinity of 4 chairs stared at me.
erghhh.
i couldnt even play a single scale properly.
total fuckness.
needless to say the national day pieces were worse.
the champions sounded like some sot sot whistle.
and general salute was like a corrupted radio.
damn, i suck.
after break, i nearly broke down.
i couldnt even tune properly.
the simplest B flat alrd sucked.
E flat was worse.
i couldnt reach any high notes.
and like, i seriously felt like dying.
marissa noticed something was wrong.
she still tried making me laugh.
felicia made me feel severely inferior.
idk why either.
i just felt worse than the worst flautist ever.
if worsetest existed, i would the worst than the worstest.
and i dont like that feeling.
:/
i've never sucked at graduation suite before,
but tdy, it really sucked.
after band, signed up for some concert thing.
and mutiara helped me pay first.
thanks eh.
shall pay you tmr.
and then, i realised i misplaced my bloody eng file.
and then i dragged mutiara along with me to bio lab,
to find it.
didnt find it there.
mutiara started to grumble abit.
i felt worse.
went to canteen and found it there.
then went to take bus home.
came back to an empty home.
not a single soul was around.
and it still is as empty.
-.-
for once, the house was quiet.
oh, whatever.
huixiu sucks to the core right now.
and she doesnt have the mood for anything.
i've lost my self-esteem.
and im drained of confidence.
ultimately, i feel inferior to the world.
and im always so left out in everything.