truce

we forged a ceasefire from our word war just this afternoon before i went to my class. thank God he already got the laptop he bought from his mistah. otherwise, there would have been no end to the word war since i'll be as busy in the coming days as i was last monday. it's a good thing he has his gadget to tinker with.

indeed, all is well that ends well, which ironically, is not applicable to the state our class is in. the different personas and personalities in our class just clash. in an attempt to bridge differences, our class president is placed in such a position as would warrant the entire class' intervention. the other faction in the class seems to think that our president is incompetent (just because she attempted to break the barrier which the other faction has neatly surrounded themselves with). however, the flaw in their plan is that, there are only a handful ( i can even count them with my fingers), the class' sympathy is of course, with our president and more than this, they will be stuck with us until we graduate.

as to how things will end, i cannot imagine, for the life of me how it will end.

one thing though, is for sure, that they, in their pedestals would come down from it, humbled and broken. if not, then maybe they will spend sleepless nights for the rest of their lives.