Parquish

Love me tender.

Listening to Elvis now. Well not really Elvis himself (he's long gone), but one of his songs. "Love me tender". Lovely song. Now I understand why he twas such the heartbreaker. As in he breaks hearts while singing, in a good way. Hahaha now that relates to "heartbreak hotel". Hmmm.... he does look kinds sensual while singing. His daughter is definitely a far Far FAR cry from him. Though they both have the same shocking bleu eyes :)
Anyway, my point in (finally) blogging today, is to say this line : I spout a lot a lot a lot a lot of nonsense when I am nervous. So, do not take anything that I say to you or anyone, for that instance, seriously, when I am backstage. I tend to repeat myself too, and I repeat NONSENSE. So yes, bottom line is DO NOT LISTEN TO ME WHEN I AM NERVOUS.
Points to note on Monday: I'll be wearing au-naturel blusher. It'll be vair vair vair red. I think that I'll look like a baboon's bottom. EEK!
:I will be freaking out and I'll feel like shitting in my pants.
:I will be trembly all over.
:I'M ALREADY GETTING NERVOUS THINKING ABOUT IT.
All I want is for the performance(s) to go well. OH NO. I just had another scary thought. WHAT IF I TRIP AND FALL WHILE I'M WALKING DOWN FROM THE STAGE TOGETHER WITH ALL THE OTHER COUNCILLORS?!??! LIKE I FALL DOWN THE STEPS AND I FALL ON MY FACE AND THERE'S A CAMERMAN THERE AND I GET A PICTURE TAKEN OF THE PRICELESS MOMENT AND omg.
Shall not scare myself any further.
Goodbye world.

Labels: couldn't talk.so nerve-wrecking. Sucked up froot loops there secretly too, though it wasn't all that secretive when I crunched my first crunch. It was bloody loud., Went to library to study today

posted by parquish @ 7:14 PM