TO THE BATTLE FIELD!!!

Not knowing what is ahead of them, they marched relentlessly on, heading straight towards the battlefield. And I'm one of them.They have yet to reach their bloody destination. Some are going down, but few have already fallen. Many are victims of booby traps laid by their unknown enemies with their main intention of laming them. But this does not diminish the fighting spirit they have within them. Without any hesitation, their comrades urged one another to move forward. Even though almost all of them have a bleak future of surviving this bloody battle, they are willing to push their strength, will and power to the limit...also known as the Breaking Point.



They WILL NOT go down without a fight. And fight they must, till the very end. Their only hope of survival, The Bridge behind them had been burnt down by their Commando. Forced to fight this battle with no turning back. This cruel method fuels the fighting spirit of this army. It is DO OR DIE TRYING. The army trudge wearily on, deprived of sleep for weeks, deprived of comfort and most of all, deprived of the company of their loved ones.



Marching, trudging and moving along as one, longing for this war to end, they persevere. Their hope of survival has diminished; they want to go home, in the soft and warm comforting hands of their families and friends. We can win this war. No, we WILL win this war. The stakes are high. The casualties will be high too. The scorching pain will be felt. The scars and wounds are the aftermaths.This is part of the parcel of this game. There was NEVER EVER such thing called as free lunch.



Many of us are in despair. Are we going to make it? Or are we going to fall, with our bones left to bleach in the middle of the battlefield? With adrenaline rushing through our bloodstream, we will be ready. We will face whatever bloody challange that is thrown right at our faces. Bring them enemies down, delivering each and everyone of them the final brutal blow so that they are incapable of bringing others down too.



We are approaching our destination, and our time is running out. We arm ourselves so that we can counterattack whatever attack is dealt onto us... And I'm going to do so by finishing my Math revision. The bloody battles are starting on this coming Tuesday and thus, bracing myself to face it.



To my other fellow comrades, good luck and study hard and smart!!







P/S: Mummy, I beg you for a nice, warm huggie. And I miss you. =)