We made the magic once when we came from the ashes of history creating an immortal name and a dangerous reputation that the others begin to be insecure at. We have reached the point of facing the giants straight in their eyes almost mocking their reputation humbly and subtly as we did. They never did hated us or be insecure at us if we were so irrelevant, insignificant, and unprofessional. But we feel the pressure, the agony of being their object of negative energy, but such is an evidence that shows how we are a significant threat to those giants. Stuck as a thorn in their belly, making them cry knowing that we can obliterate them at the moment when we continue to rise until we can choke them in their necks without being forceful but by just a humble effort of striving to be the best without being insecure at them. Being an enemy, being feared is a compliment knowing that the ones fearing us are the greatest none the least. Showing our utmost capacity that is potential enough to annihilate their dignity by just the mere swipe of our sweats. Sadly, we lost, but knowing that they feared us winning is a great thing, because it goes to show that only we have the power so overwhelming that can topple them down. They are envious, vile and petulant and with that they are very disrespectable unlike us just trying to win without standing on their heads. They are so noisy and relieved by the fact that we lost and it tells that deep in their heads they were watching our every critical move that can agitate their weak souls of pure insecurity.
We fear them that is why we are motivated to exceed their status, but again, subtle as we are like our not so proud history, we just strive to win. Our enemy is our motivation and our enemy we respect them, unlike them who show disgust at what little we can do to stab their ego’s pin point to death.
I was watching the whole show and do I say that I really love the team where I was and so as Cheerdancing wherein every bit of action done is a huge smile for me, seeing the awesomeness that my team can do and can shake the stadium even by just being a long time underdog. We are proud warriors and we are proud to pound every bit of awesomeness to really choke them , make them bite their own tongue without us actually doing it, but by showing them the dance that we can do. The moment I knew that I cannot join anymore is a huge heartache knowing I can no longer be part of the dance. It shook me and made me think otherwise of the dilemma I am in at, eagerly pushing me to give all up in order just to join, but survival is of necessity and forced me to be the spectator but a spectator that is not alien to the feeling of how is it like where somebody is standing on my shoulders; somebody who is hanging by a thread in balance at my hands and throwing bodies mid-air and catching them or even the act of quick acts of preventing someone to fall flat on the ground. I was jumping in ecstasy by the seat I am at showing that there was this jive in me that really wanted me to be there, a part of the routine. Even before the grand event, I made it a point to help them, showing how dedicated I am to the very passion I love. Everything is different, but I was in tears when the judges were hanging the threads of their adjudication making me feel like that THIS IS IT! But my tears went otherwise especially when the echoes never did ring that name where we all belong. I was dumbfounded, devastated, left destroyed. Our souls were broken for we are sure to ourselves that this year is the year. Previously I cried for the glory that was almost achieved, but now I cried of the glory stolen. It mattered a lot, but looking at the faces of my teammate there was the feeling of losing but never did it broke our spirits knowing that come backs are without measure and is ready to break the necks of this people who despise us. Let them despise us, continue the demise, and it will make us stronger knowing that we are feared.
Did we crumble? Did we even break? There is no such thing that happened, they mocked us. Well it goes to show that WE ARE FEARED! Spark us your hatred and we shall make it a point that we shall step on your asses and thrust the blade to your hearts with honour in the next opportunity. We shall rise again, and continue to rise and shall break your bones as if they were just sticks.
CAS shall rise again, and it never will just stand up, we shall fly and whoop your arse and shall bury your corrupted matter by the stomp the dancers execute and the stomp of the family who had their share watching them and most of all the roar of the CAS family around the arena.
DARE US AND YOU SHALL BE MOCKED.
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You are not feared, just hated. You will never succumb to the likes of SBE, or the champions. You are a volatile group that will only gather love from your own college, and hatred from everyone else. You think you can win with the routines you come up with. Your practice is as sloppy as your actual routine. Falling here and there. And if I must ask, WHAT THE HELL WAS YOUR FRONTLINER DOING JUST STANDING? You pick the people, even if you pick them late. That was a good routine but so so flawed, and yet YOU expected to win? And don't even call yourselves family. Your team's kanya2 personality has left your team behind, also since none want to help assist in paying for the choreo. You guys still have something to pay for, but you guys aren't even assisting in paying. Family, less than none. Your personalities have echoed the stadium, and its complete bullshit.
ReplyDeleteBeen a student of USC for a couple of years. Seen this event, and as a matter of fact, this is the most awaited school event of the year. And as what I have, a group reigned for years, and each time, they never fail to prove and stand their ground. I've done my research and has befriended one, if i may say, and they are the true definition of a group and a FAMILY. They did not instill in their minds that they are FEARED nor THEY ARE the CHAMPIONS. The thought is their that they have a tittle to defend, but it has never their goal nor they made it as motivation. They practice for self development, and some find peace and happiness when they are together. They enjoyed the "unexpected glory" they deserved, because the main reason and the only thing that runs through their heads before they come out on that arena is to WIN not the CROWN. but the HEARTS of their FELLOW STUDENTS, the CROWD... there is no greater glory and trophy when they fulfill that...
ReplyDeleteand there is no Glory in PIRATES and inglorious people that handles your group. my 3 years in that school and being a student of COC. i know that group, i love that group. They shine even when they're down. Their love for each other keeps them from falling, and that last picture where you are gathered around? never yours, shame on you...... that is a symbol of a true family and hindi yan bagay sa inyo.