like one of the times when i can finally take a sip of my hot cocca and smile...-----<3-----<3-----so, we didn't get into the finals.i cried.like there was no tomorrow.don't be mistaken, i am, really, really, sincerely happy for team one.they deserved it, i know.but, you know that feeling when everything, almost everything in your world crashes down?like bits and pieces of your own dream shattering in front of you?that devastating pained feeling boiling in your blood?like you just wanted to scream and cry and bawl till you cry your heart out?it sucked. results sucked. it really did.i mean, i know in my previous post i said that i didn't really care about results, but..i will miss campcraft.and i won't be able to get blisters anymore, peg anymore.or sing low and bob the builder and hey team two and other cheers.i'll miss the trainings we had, and i really want to have trainings like that.doesn;t mean we didn't get into finals mean we stop here.no.we can pitch.and pitch.and pitch, forever.now wouldn't that be nice?-----<3just like when you look at me,i see a glimpse of sadness.