I thank God for being able to wake up today in the wee hours of the afternoon, thinking about last night with a smile on my face- and muscle aches over my whole body. It's not the winning or even competition that matters because at the end of the day it's the whole experience and bonding with the people in it. Being able to say we had 4 (rather crazy) days of practice and finally doing our best brings a gr8 feeling to my heart.
(awesome cg that came to support! <3)
But more than just a gr8 feeling, I know that on 1st July 2011, 8pm-11pm, everyone was rejoicing in heaven as the youth clapped, cheered, sang, danced, rap, praise and worshipped their whole hearts out on earth.
So much, so much more than ever b4. Thank You.
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