Okay, I admit that there were times when I felt as if I was the suckiest person alive, like what was I even doing here, I was unwooooorthy! I hated myself whenever I made a mistake. Whenever I thought I wasn't concentrating enough, wasn't trying harder I'd feel bad at the end of the day.
But despite my insecurities and my total lack of self-esteem, my survival of the DJ hunt wouldn't be possible without the help and support of so many people. My family and friends have always supported me, they've been listening to the shows and helping me get votes. But today, this goes out to the following:
I will be forever grateful to the GGFM people who made this possible in the first place. If they didn't find my weird personality and voice unique enough to make it as a finalist, then yes, I wouldn't even be called Finalist Arielle. The DJs of Green Giant were all so down to earth, very approachable and was just so supportive. I didn't get to be close to all of you guys, but for those who remember me thank you so much.
Then up next are my GLD family. Okay so we may only be related by radio, but I couldn't have asked for the coolest siblings and .... okay, the DJ dad that was always messing with us and the other DJ dad who wasn't always around. We were dysfunctional in ways but we made it work. And okay, we wouldn't even survive if it weren't for the practices and help we got from yes, our daddy. It was actually funny how me and my GLD sibs were indirectly getting the traits of our daddy =)) I didn't even think it was possible.
Our first GLD family picture, before the great flood. I don't know what's up with DJ daddy, but as always #whereisPoch?
Arby and Penny, my GLD siblings ♥
Last boarding day:( Imma miss you guys so much
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So today was the last time I got to board as a finalist. I may have had my own fail pail moments such as: leaving my lucky Spencer bracelet, leaving my camera's battery, forgetting to bring earphones, leaving my notebook with my outline and notes, aaannnnd not being able to buy mashed potato. But no matter how nervous I got, or how many times I listened to Disenchanted to calm me down, or the mistakes I probably made during my air check- whatever happens happens. If I don't get in... well, there's always next year.
And if I do get in? "Wait whuuuut? How did that happen? I can die of happiness now!"
Kidding aside, if I don't get in, it's inevitable that I'd feel bad about it at first. If you spend so much time and effort for something then find out you weren't getting it in the end would just crush your soul and break your heart, right? But I'll get over it and le duh, the experience of all this? It's all worth it. In the end I still get something out of this, not just the friends I made and the amazing, talented people I got to meet as well, but also everything I learned from this once in a lifetime experience.
So yeah, I may end up crying a bit when the results come out or lock myself in my room and listen to the entire MyChem discography on repeat (depending on how violent my reaction is to the results...). I kid, I kid. Just going to cross my fingers and accept whatever decision the DJs make. Also I will be forever happy for those who get in :>
Three days to Monday.
"It's something unpredictable but in the end. It's right I hope you've had the time of your life"
- >:)
p.s.
"No regrets, just likes"
p.s.
"No regrets, just likes"
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