Friday, May 1, 2009 AT 4:46 PM
This is my 2nd post of today.. so read below if you want..
I'm emo-ing once again... I kept listening to Timepiece on my handphone..
The on that I recorded they day before SYF.
None of my NCSO seniors online.
Even if they are, I don't dare to talk to them.
Later they see I'm from NCSO, then they remember, and break down again.
I remember.. the first time. So excited. Go into the SO room.
Sit so nervously and excitedly in a circle on a chair with my classmates.
To wait for my turn for the audition or something.
I was really really deeply happy when I got into NCSO.
I remember. The first time Senior Cheryl passed me the viola.
I remember the time I brought it home and play with it.
I remember the time I bought my own viola, and return the school one.
I remember when I first met my seniors. When I first heard then play.
It's all in my head. That was really the most happy part of my 13 years of life.
Then now, it's like the seniors all so depressed.
I think I can understand. i think.
That's all for now. Bye..
Loves,
Vivianne
I'm emo-ing once again... I kept listening to Timepiece on my handphone..
The on that I recorded they day before SYF.
None of my NCSO seniors online.
Even if they are, I don't dare to talk to them.
Later they see I'm from NCSO, then they remember, and break down again.
I remember.. the first time. So excited. Go into the SO room.
Sit so nervously and excitedly in a circle on a chair with my classmates.
To wait for my turn for the audition or something.
I was really really deeply happy when I got into NCSO.
I remember. The first time Senior Cheryl passed me the viola.
I remember the time I brought it home and play with it.
I remember the time I bought my own viola, and return the school one.
I remember when I first met my seniors. When I first heard then play.
It's all in my head. That was really the most happy part of my 13 years of life.
Then now, it's like the seniors all so depressed.
I think I can understand. i think.
That's all for now. Bye..
Loves,
Vivianne