The world is my stage.

Listening to: K.R.Y // The One I Love

I'll be performing again for the first time in nearly a year on Saturday. I am so nervous. But, at the same time, I'm absolutely ecstatic.

This memory has been stirring in my mind ever since I started performing again in 2003.

What the hell happened to that confident 5 year old with a stage presence so huge that it practically engulfed her whole entire being?

I used to be able to strut on stage without a care in the world. I used to be able to perform without any insecurities or doubts. I used to be the most confident kid in the world. Something MUST have happened along the way. I just don't know what.

But, I really want to change all that. I want to be that confident 5 year old again. No, wanting is much to simple.

I NEED to be that confident again. I just have to be. I'm not going to get anywhere at the rate this is going.

This is not how a future star is supposed to act now, is it? I should go all diva on everyone.

"Fetch me egg tarts!"
"Gimme a massage! & Make it snappy!"
"I WANT A PEPSI, LIKE NOW!!!!"
"*SCREAMMMMMMMSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*"

Hee hee. Day-dreaming is fun. Oh my. I really hope I don't turn out that way. They'd start calling me the next Britney Spears and I'd be losing my hair over it.

It's a pun.... Losing hair? Britney = bald? Geddit?
Yes? Good.
What? No? You don't get it? AIYOH. Apa lu tak faham ini??????

Pffft. I give up. You figure it out yourself.
And yes, I know that I'm one of the lamest people ever. You could do me a favor and stop reminding me of that little flaw of mine, eh?