Hey squadmates.
Okay before I start, please please please believe me when I say that I do not mean to offend anyone; I love all you guys.
As you could tell today, during foot drill, Olivia mam almost wanted to cry. Yes, that's how disappointed our mams are with us.
Our foot drill is like shit, honestly.
I don't think we are putting in enough effort, even our timing isn't loud enough.
Don't let the fact that the reddds praised us last time get to our heads, it was only a slight improvement.
We cannot get stuck at marching!
What if next year our juniors are better than us, they would be doing things far more complicated than marching, how embarrassing would that be?
We seriously suck.
Let's start at timing.
We are soft.
Are you all scared of the people watching?
What the hell are you scared of?
Be proud of St John's, be proud of Veggies, be proud of yourself.
If you make a mistake, don't commit it again, and learn from it.
I MEAN IT.
DO NOT COMMIT IT AGAIN.
LEARN FROM IT.
AND NEVER EVER AGAIN DO IT.
Could we just remember the basics?
Lock arms
Backs straight, no slouching
90 Degrees
LOUD timing
Take note of dressing
Take note of dressing while marching
Small steps
Dig heels
Jerk arms
Don't stone.
Could we do just these to make the reddds and yellows proud of us?
Don't hate the mams for repeating their scoldings over and over again.
We really do suck.
Put in more effort, put in more soul.
I don't want to be stuck on marching forever, and neither do you.
Remember what Shuh Ying mam said, "THIS IS NOT GUNIANG CLUB!"
Yes, it is not guniang club.
No more sunblock, no more GIRLY/GUNIANG timing, do not give the seniors another reason to gossip about us and dislike us.
I'm not saying I'm good at foot drill or anything, I just want all of us to work harder.
SJ is not individual, as long as one person makes a mistake, all of us pay for it.
Do not blame the person, help the person to improve.
And right now, all of us are crapping up.
Squadmates, let's work for a better tomorrow, for a better foot drill session with less scoldings.
Loves, Cabrini.

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