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The Battle Commences

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It is that time of year again, where the students feel exhausted, light-headed... but relieved...

Their tour of duty is over...

Soon they would be home with their loved ones, leaving the battlefield behind... No more operation manuals! No more midnight patrols!... At least for a month and a half, they would be free...The airlift back to civilisation awaiting them at the base.

Leaving us here...

Time to take out our torches and burn the midnight oil.

Time to get out the blood-red ink, ready to stain the piles and piles of lined papers, where they left their scrawny handwriting behind.

Time to start marking those exams papers, lads...

We'll hold the fort until they return.

Comments

Anonymous said…
He he he good luck my friend!
izzati fuad said…
aren't u glad u wont be marking my paper. :D

good luck!
liyana,
thank u :)

ijat,
i'm sooooooooooooooooo glad...
hehehe...thanks :)
A t i Q a h said…
Before meeting the loved ones, we need to attend the BIG (Bina Insan Guru) first. Alahai.
na'immah said…
i'm going to be mean sir...thank god i'm not the one doing all that!hehehhe~~peace
Atiqah,
have fun in the wild (only a few hundred metres from ur college of course)

Na'immah,
*GasP*....how...could you....
Yana Ismail said…
huh..BIG thingy..i wanna go hooommmeee;(

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