Basketball games frustrate me.
I mean, c'mon people.
Maybe it's cheerleading. I don't know if I'm completely cut out for this junk. I don't think I have the patience. I don't think I have the stamina. I don't think I have the dramatic qualities...scratch that. I have the dramatic qualities, I just don't really want to be dramatic anymore. Unless it has to do with getting, like, a battle scar or something. That's beside the point.
I think, as cheerleaders, we need to forget our selfish selves and remember that we are there to cheer on our team. Maybe, if for a second we do realize why we're there, we will gain some respect for doing something really cool FOR THE TEAM. Until then, we can continue to be the laughing stock of Trevecca. That's fine with me.
Enough venting, though. I love my girls, and fellas. I just think we have some self-evaluating to do.
"Charity, good behavior, amiable speech, unselfishness — these by the chief sage have been declared the elements of popularity."
-Burmese Proverb
-Burmese Proverb
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