ALL ABOUT MYSELF :)
My name is Clyde Charisse S. Letigio. You, my dear reader, can either call me Clyde or Charisse— it doesn’t really matter. My mother gave birth to me on the 11th day of February of the year 1995, and, well, I have been existing for 16 years now (yehey me!). I come from the place where the real champions are— General Santos City. You may have heard of this city because of Manny “Pacman” Pacquio, Shamcey Supsup or tuna.
My dear reader, if this article is starting to bore you, you always have the choice to close the window. However, I will continue blabbing about me. I must say that I am not just any ordinary person. I may look ordinary on the outside, but, on the inside, I’m actually wacky (ha! XD). There will be times that I could bore you to death, but, at times, especially when I feel like it, I’ll probably be one of the wacky people you’ll meet. Most of my friends would describe me as weird. But, when I looked for the defintion of weird, I realized that it wasn’t a good thing to be weird at all. It stated that weird means strange. Because of this, I would rather consider myself wacky. Furthermore, this Clyde person is indeed a good friend (hihi~! :P). I am the type person whom you can lean on when you’ve got problems.
Well, I guess, it’s now up to you, reader, to distingush who I really am. How? Read my articles more. Okay? :D
“My First Time in an Audition”
Being part of The Quantum Girls’ Ensemble, our school’s choir, had always been a dream of mine. So, when I was in 2nd year high school, I got the chance to audition in this club. I was both excited and nervous. It was Monday morning when our school principal officially announced the audition date. After the announcement, my friends and I quickly talked about auditioning, and discussed what we were going to sing. Isa thought about singing Kim Chiu’s Friend since it’s one of her favorite sings, and she happens to be very good at singing it. On the other hand, Joanne and I were planning to sing Someone’s Watching Over Me by Hillary Duff. As soon as I got home, I looked for the song’s lyrics. Then, I practiced a boit. I must say thay I did have the confidence and the assurance of getiting in. Friday finally came. It was certainly a big day for me and for my friends. After eating our lunch, we immediately changed our clothes and signed ourselves up. The teachers instructed all of us to fall in line outside the 2nd year high school classriim. The three of us were starting to shake. One by one, a teacher called the students in. After ten minutes or so, Joanne was finally called. I wished her good luck. I was walking back and forth thinking that this nervousness would go away. Then, it was my turn. I went inside.the two judges were smiling at me, and told me that I could start. I sang the Hillary Duff ong, just like I had planned. At first, I felt nervous that my hands couldn’t stop sweating and shaking. But, as soon as I finished singing the song’s first line, that nervousness slowly faded away. “Thank you,” that’s what the judges said. Then, I went out of the room thinking that I hadn’t been able to sing the song well/ I no longer expected to fet in. Monday came, and I was not excited. My classmates were congratulationg me as soon as I got inside the classroom, and I didn’t have any idea why. Joann approached me. She told me I got in. I didn’t want to believe her at first, so I looked for my name on the list, and there it was. Joanne and Isa didn’t make it, but they made it in the Theater Arts Club. We were all so happy.
No comments:
Post a Comment