A day when i will lead the school's march past, holding the school's flag, handsomely and coolly starting the ceremony.
A day when i will stand at the middle of the field under the sun, watching every single footdrill team saluting the guests and performing their formations.
A day when the PBSM march past team shall make every PBSM members proud.
A day when the Laksamana footdrill team shall gain its championship again and make their commander proud.
A day, when the busyness peaks and subsides.
A day, when everything shall ends.
Best of luck to my own house, Laksamana. Hopefully the victory belongs to us again. Correction, the victory SHALL belong to us! Though i am a no one who has no right to voice out.
I can only imagine~
Friday, April 10, 2009
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