It is way past midnight and I am in, of all places, CyberAC, chaperoning a couple of juveniles participating in the Comserve camp. In my humble opinion, this camp is simply a cover for overnight gaming marathon, judging from the extremely strong brew of coffee served and the concentration of like-minded individuals bent on killing each other on Counter Strike.
Of course I managed to get myself killed on DOTA playing against the computer. What a miserable existence. I had to decline politely a few sec one students who invited me to join them on a LAN version of DOTA. Well I know their evil intention to whack a teacher on cyberspace. I wasnt born yesterday.
I am not sure how I can sleep tonight. Hard floor and my aging body are not the best of friends. But I will survive. Wonder who sang that. Anyone knows?
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Haha sir, the overnight gaming bit was just half the fun.
The otherhalf was designing chicken rice advertisements, which they did quite commendably. You should have been there for their presentations on the last day!
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