Tuesday, April 26, 2005

The war is over, but the winner will only be known later...

A check on the battle scene:

My maggi mee lying in disarray,
My books fumbling to check on their shelf life,
My sweater perspiring under the swelting heat of the afternoon sun,
The tip of my pens blunted by the repeated piercing of the enemy,
And finally me, with my head held high in the gentle breeze,
the adrenaline slowing in my veins...

I breathe a sigh of relief,
all worn and weary,
my efforts shouldn't be in vain...
As i await the fruits of my labour,
Onwards towards the steaming chimneys of jurong point's Seoul Garden,
Aaahh, the sweet smell of marinated meat barbequed to a golden colour,
Just the thing to reward myself...

Its Finally OVer...

alvinz blogged at 11:43 PM

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