YOU MADE ME SMILE :)every single time that i needed a boost, you were there for me. in that weird way of yours.i sure will miss you when you go.this week was nice. there's wasnt any more stress, at least we're finally playing some new pieces for band (although tarantella is killer ), and buzz at canteen rocked.
i didnt know we are that great.
i truly like 3 supersomething now. for all our flaws that day, at least we were loud.
quite an obvious sign we all knew the lyrics wasnt it?
this is going to be a rubbish post because i hadnt had rubbish posts for ages.
and because i'm feeling rather high right now.
can't wait for sunday.
although there were some ripples in the sea of friendships, nevermind. im sure we can sort it out, can't we?
speaking of which, just want to say.
i dont want to back down this time.because i have been doing so every single time
name one time that you gave in first. you cant can you?
proves something doesn't it?
and i do try you know. i dont purposefully say thing or fo things.
only when im really frustrated ir sad, then do i speak to hurt.
but i rarely wish to do that anymore.
cos it's not what
she would do, and that's who's example i'm thying to follow.
i know she gives in to her peers, there's a real good example walking by me every day.
that timei t wasn't acting, it was real.that's how she would handle friendships, mostly willing to be the peacemaker, and hardly ever one to lose her temper. i know that's not her kind, to stomp off.
and that's who im emulating.
this very one time, i dont see what the big deal with you was. it was just 10 mins of your life. 10 minutes, just 600 seconds. it does not hurt to do that one small favour.
you had a choice, to give in once and accept graciously the option that was presented in front of you, or to do what you do, huff off and grab that magazine instead.
i mean, it's not like you wouldn't have it for the rest of your life.
that ' you know i can't do that at home' was such a lame excuse.
if you can't do it at your home, which is where you belong, then what does it show , huh?
and that's why i wont give in this time.
cos i think its ridiculous.im sorry, rambbling again. i guess this wasn't a rubbis hpost at all. it was one full of deep meaning.
just like the heated discussion we had with mdm faridah today. best lesson of the week i must say.
it's on those random perods of the the week when mardhiyyah becomes extremely.. annoying and entertaining.
all the bits and pieces, make up the true essence of what we
3S are.
we're super somethings :D
so we didn't win.
i knew it would be like that, always knew.
and now, deep down in my heart, i think, does it matter?
i don't think so. not anymore.
i have aches left over from cheer, as a reminder.
and now, there's an emptines inside. because its over.
all the practices, the stress, the tiredness, everything.
risking my grades and my time,
it was all worth it.because garde cheer bonded.
we tried our very best, put in what we could in that short amount of time.
i know we screwed up, badly. but in the end, it was okay.
it doesn't quite matter, being the
official champion.
what mattered was we all truly wanted to win, and in our heart of hearts, we did.
and now, i know what
cheerleaders are.
they're not
bimbos, they're
performers.
they stand in front of a huge crowd, feeling nervous, feeling unprepared,
having an ominous feeling they'll screw up.
they start, and halfway through, they break down,
but they continue.
they pull through, doing the remainder of what they can,
always remembering to keep that smile on their face.
they remind themselves,
"we're cheerleaders, so chin up, move on"they finish the show.they keep the tears till the end, away from the audience.
and they remember, that no matter what, they tried, they dared to tried.
and thats what counts.
giving their very best.i know we werent the most united, and compared to other teams, we didnt have as frequent practices or work as hard. not all of us in the team really truly cared,
but its okay, its over. and next year, we'll show everyone.
we wont let siying down. she did so much by herself, the music, the routine, the skirts.
she has my utmost respect, despite so many things not working out, she tried to stay calm, and she kept her temper.
it's so hard to be a cheer captain, and though she may not have been the most perfect, she was the best.
whatever title we get next year, it won't matter, cos we would put in our real absolute best, and we wont have any regrets.
we'll be the champions in our own rights.i love you, garde cheer, for giving me wonderful memories.every bit of time and energy spent was worth it.
