For Chan Kwang Siong, who tolerated my bad moods and lethargy, gave me hugs and kisses, and constantly reminded me of how he'd support me through it all, despite the fact that he doesn't like how i'm wrenching myself dry, nor dance in the first place.
For Mom, who held me in her arms in the middle of the night while i cried from all the stress, and assured me that things would be fine.
For Soul Funky, who trained till late almost everyday in school, provided mutual support, and were willing to put in so much for the club.
We're gonna make it happen.
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