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Tuesday, July 1, 2008 @ 9:48 PM

Tribute to debate and my dear level mates

this is a post dedicated to debate. so dont whack me if I bore the socks off you. debaters are supposed to be able to digest big chunks of words that dont usually make sense by normal human standards. (:

was reading archives, not mine of course, but in it I re-experienced the high of every debate competition that I went for. I walked down memory lane into the first debate that I watch, as a blur sec1, the JG's against HCI that my dear dear seniors went for. out of the team that went for that particular debate, only one is still in cedar. and she'd be leaving soon too.

through those words, I walked into ACSB again, dazzled by the grandeur of the school, anxious for my seniors. finding myself quite helpless to do anything to help them relieve the pressure of the debate. the wild joy when we won. it was not just their victory, it was ours. we watched them prep till their noses smoked, we felt their care for us as they showed concern for our fatigue, nothing compared to theirs. we heard their speeches about a dozen times, walked them through it another thousand. it was cedar's victory, and they won it back.

through these memories, I went through SAIDs again. I blasted people for the first time. and felt, the full power of debate, the full power that we as debaters hold. even when we lose, the power makes me dizzy. seriously. the blood pumping, cold hands, anxious pounding hearts. but we'd always do well, we'd always win. deep inside, we are the victors of every debate that we are going to go for. we'd be victors as long as we put our all in. our tears, sweat, blood, bond, love.

then I went for JG's, this year. an honour in a sense, perhaps, to some. but it was much much more than just that. the seniors didnt treat me like the junior that I was. They helped me, encouraged me, nurtured me. the wild anxiety, the craziness of incoherence into deep late night msn convos that slowly became a tumble of words. our area outside the staff room, ice-cream pratas, cravings for weird things like currypuffs and pancakes. *cough cough* and the grin when *cough* the craving's satisfied.

I truly admire their confidence, their style, and their knowledge and I will seriously miss seeing them speak, especially Babylove, leaving so soon. weird conversations on the way home, the way she never dismisses my incoherent arguments, throwing out thoughts and feelings of things that happen in school. arguing them through. The way she doesnt trample on my often childish and silly thinkings. prodding me in the right direction when I am doing or thinking wrongly. teaching me in her very special and unique way. nagging, of course, at times, haha. "are you okay?" "do I look like I am not?" being concern for my mental state of health when yours is possible under worst conditions. encouraging. understanding and accepting me for who I am, a not so courteous, silly, often stupid and weird junior. EL prez, thank you for every single thing. I will miss you. seriously. work hard and I wish you all the best in everything! dont overstress for Os okay!

Joy. now headpre! things would be changing ehs, no more hitting you on the head and saying hi from a thousand miles away? anyway, I will reserve your thankyou speech for when you graduate. the way things are going, I still have one more year to torture you. (: haha, and am I looking forward to it.

My level mates. gosh, debate or drama, I dont care. there wasnt segregation to begin with right? both sides did all we could to bridge the gap, and I am proud to say we did it. I love you people. and seriously, we are going to have a whale of a time, lots of planning work to be done ahead, I forsee disagreements and love at the same time.. and we'll make it. remember our private deal okay? the best, nothing else. best of everything. we'll do it. cause we are the batch of 07!

the best decision I made in my entire secondary life would be to join el. and I may complain like crap about things sometimes, but that's where my heart would be, forever.

protagonist

Geraldine
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