9 more days

The fact that it is a single digit is frightening.

Looking back, after all those rehearsals, after all those scoldings, after all those frustration, after numerous music mixing, after numerous changes in choreo and blockings, after facing all those conflicts we have, after all those arguments we had, I asked myself.

Are we there yet?

And my ever-realistic self answered.

No. We are not.

And that might be a good thing.

It's an opportunity to prove to everyone that within these 9 days, we can and will polish the seemingly raw diamond into a priceless jewel. IT's an opportunity to show that as a family, we stay strong and are able to overcome all obstacles in our path. It's an opportunity to prove that we don't need any miracles to make things happen, all we need is passion and efforts.

Therefore, these 9 days matters.

It might sound impossible at first, looking at the vetting and bump-in runs. But that's why we are a family. We must keep pushing each other, pat each others' back, lift those who fell, wake those who are not awaken, love those who are unloved.

Things will go 180 degrees. So by calculation, we need to turn at least 20 degrees per day in order to be there. Okay lame.

Let's turn something apparently impossible into possible. Then we can say "IN YOUR FACE, B***H!" to the word 'impossible'.

Let's do this. Lehgo.