In the wee hours of morning, right after dawn, rain starts to shower down upon Bintulu. But I suppose it wouldn't be the one that drags on for hours, causing clogged drains and bringing down the mood dramatically. What's with birds singing songs of wisdom? If only I'm able to interpret what they are telling me this early hours.
Anyway, rain or shine, we got to prepare ourselves for the battling of this asinine scholastic ideology.Ready your bayonets, men! For today. We shall march on this academic carpet that will lead us to the throne of knowledge!
It's basic knowledge actually. Absurd.
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