saturday's rehearsal was a flop.

i'm starting to think that maybe i should not have been chosen. it's hard to try entertaining others when i don't enjoy what i'm doing. i'm not a stage-person. tanglaoshi gave me some words of encouragement after the rehearsal which was really very helpful and motivating that i almost cried out. I'm rather shocked that he didn't reprimand me for not performing up to expectations.

cheerleading competition is coming up, and i'm really grateful to God for giving me such a responsible team. I see their passion and i see their effort, which really helped to lessen my burden and ease my worries.

house is not a place where i can hide away from my stress, instead, it adds on. it's contradicting, cos home is supposedly the place where i can cry and share my troubles in. but something is happening again, not for the first time nor the second time. accusations are hurting even though it's just a minor one, it reflects badly on how much you trust a person. the fact that i didn't choose to rebuke is because i decided to give u some respect.

the only place that i can cry is in ur arms Lord.
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