Ho Ho Ho.....Holy Cow, We're going back to School!

Its passed like a passing cloud. A cloud of utter dis control and freedom. Holidays are coming to an end...hopefully I will finish those wretched assignments. I've lost ALL or most touch with maths...CRAP! But my physics seems the same, and chemistry and biology..same and shitty. Merry Chirstmas in advance to everyone. I am gonna spend christmas morn doing work...Its not my holiday anyway. Wondering how the first day is gonna be...*sigh*....

And as promised...the edited version of the OSL poem. The one Edited by a certain Mr Joshua Tan Wei Siang. Its not bad or anything....just more viewer friendly...still MY RIGHT OF SPEECH....The last post was the REAL one I wrote from DEEP DOWN....k maybe not so deep...I only had a few hours....Now the words I could have used come out...never mind that....enjoy.

OSL .VoWiR'GoViW.

This trip we call OSL,
One we feared,
Would be where we fell;
Our head too high,
In our so called pride;
In our cloud of greed,
Beyond need;
This trip some dread,
While others love;
But when we said,
We would serve;
To show love to this wretched world;

So we came,
And we built;

We built walls,
And broke ours down;
We cemented a foundation,
While strengthening our bonds;

We cooked, built and made a team,
To serve; And fulfil the OSL dream;

We do not need a reason to serve,
But serving for this very reason,
We enter a new world;

I teach you,
So you,
May teach me;

We have all learnt something,
Which is enriching;

Even that,
Which is thrown as waste;
Is used to make,
That which we taste;

So it is done,
All in all;
But do you think,
You have answered the call?

If you have,
Hold your head high;
If you feel not,
Do not cry;

Merely take the chance,
Do not demand;
That is beyond need;

It is easy to learn hello,
But harder for a goodbye;
When we leave Cambodia,
May it be on a new high;

(The title is in code...see if you can decode it...It WILL take alot of time..this I assure you)