haha, if I must say.
dance night, dancers were awesome. truly. I love to watch their confidence just shine through. but watching them dance under the spotlight, I had a sudden pang, missing the debate floor. the last debate I am speaking for is over. debate has been so ingrained in my cedar life, that not speaking feels, wrong.
but cedarians are horrible audiences. if there is no outsiders, fine. if there are, god, basic courtesy.
and emcees who speak like Ris Low. realllllllly.
I'm watching my juniors through this last competition. My last gift to the sec1s and 2s. and I'll just find a way to squeeze prelim1 mugging in. somehow.
I miss the floor. I want the debate thrill, all over again. I'll never regret asking for captain.
are you watching me?
I aint as weak as you think. I'll break, but I'll piece the pieces together and walk on, bold as before.
did you forget? yes, I'm every bit as proud as you say I am.
stronger than you'll ever be. I'll leave my legacy behind.
for pride, for passion, for love, for you- my friend, my most loved senior.
cedar debate team, 2007-2010.
no matter what happened in between, nothing else matters. nothing else but the floor.
the only place I'm home.