affected_aftermath

yes, maybe the fetish over the underscores are back. wells.

as my friends leave one-by-one to get to their beds for a sleep, I'm here talking to myself. Thinking about what has happened, what should have happened, and what did not happen. It's that kind of reflection I do everytime after a TSD performance, whether I felt it was good or not.

Seriously, after today's prelims I felt like shit. I realised how BAD my monologue was, I can promise myself a D grade, trust me. And my duologue. So much hoohaa about it, but I just felt it wasn't up to standard. a little laugh for a B+ already. In the end, it'd be a shit grade again. Plus the C- I got for Groups, talk about a wonderful TSD grade. Without Lofty around I just feel that much less inspiration to do anything else for TSD. Including my now<700-word journal. Great.

MONO: too short, voice too rough, spoke too fast, unconvincing
DUO: timing slightly off, slipping in and out, garbled some words, spoke too fast, generally good
JOURNAL: could give more, B-.

Overall grade: C-

Trust me. I think I know it. I can see it coming. Something in my heart tells me to expect better. But seriously, I rather not. Don't want my castle to come crashing down on me from the clouds I thought were strong enough to hold them up.

I guess that's really what I wanted to say. When I remember more I'd write. I hope.

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