i take my hat off and bow to one of the best marketing lecturers in school; who made the module as brilliantly possible and exciting in its own ways.
no surprises. no faded ghostly halos telling me to keep up the pace, because i was doing fine and they were all watching me as i shined in my own intriguing way. they stood by me as i wrote my every sentence and giving me that every bit of effort and energy with every lift of my pen, they spoke words of excellence and hard effort accompanied by those sleepless nights and vengeance towards free-riders.
after every full stop, these halos showered me with endless trance and pushed me to deeper depths of the ocean, giving me light and guidance every step of the way.
and that last 5minutes, they held my pen, and told me "enough is enough". they spoke words of praise and excitement as i wrote my label on the paper, calling it mine.
and as the examiner took the paper from me, many hands from halos inched out for me to shake. i was glad to have invited them into my life and my room.
sincerely dedicated to the halos.
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