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13 August 2008

To Whom It May Concern

Hey there, I felt that a lot of us had forgotten the love for cheer we once have. The dream of getting into the Singapore Team. The dream of bringing TPBlazers into the TOP3 in cheerobics. The dream of getting everyone UP their level. The dream of being able to do a Toss To Hand. The dream of being able to be like our IDOL. I felt that a lot of us had already lost that passion, I felt that we've been so busy with other thing and we've forgotten the reason why we're sitting at our position. Something had over taken the position of CHEERLEADING in our heart, may be study, work, found new friends or new found relationships. No matter what the factor is, I felt that if, we do not find back the love for cheerleading by a certain time frame. We might not be able to continue to cheerlead anymore. Desire is essential in one's life. Had you stop desiring for the better?
We all had our fair share of sacrifice for cheerleading. Since we've sacrificed, why give up at this moment? I'm not good at words, I was never good at words. All I'm good at is basically presenting you guys the truth, because the truth is unchangeable and always set you free. So, bros & sis, I urge you to stop procrestinating and work hard at once.


NO WORD could express my grievance.
Sometimes, I really regret for making the choice I've made. Was making you the respected one, a mistake?

Cheers,
Ken

sunshine @ 2:56 AM