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Monday, December 15, 2008

CAMP RECAP.
Hello.My previous post is like last week.
Oh ya,my voice is back.Not everything,but at least you can hear me pretty well and you don't have to stand at least 30cm away from me to hear me.Must be the peanut butter..
Anyway,

DAY ONE

Set out of my house at like 5.52am and met the others,at 6.45am at CCK Control Station.Felt like and idiot in the MRT and old uncles and aunties staring at me from head to toe for like a mere 6 seconds.And another 3 seconds looking at my haversack.I looked like I was setting off for Padang again,since I dumped my sleeping bag and minnie-mouse pillow into my bag.
Met Zu,and had breakfast.The others came and Eileen was with her trolley bag.She looked like she's going to JB to stock up food,like those old aunties.She starts complaining how she can't get her trolley bag out of the MRT doors.

Reported to school looking like tortoises who lost their mums.We had to assemble in our groups.I was in group two-two/dua-dua with fara,kailing and cheryl.
We didn't have pails.So Coach gave us 10mins to ask someone to bring a damn pail for us.
I was even thinking to run to the nearest HDB flat,and knock at someone's door and ask for a pail.So,we ended UP borrowing from the cleaners,I think thy were eating nasi lemak or something,then.
We had to draw some tasks,and we got the VINCENT one.That's the best out of everything,act like vincent.

Then,training.Friendly match.
Games were quad-crossing and the pail-pail thingy.We were first for quad-crossing.The part where two people,had to bite the two ends of the POCKY, and walk.Yes,walk.If the POCKY breaks,you will be given another pocky.If you bite it,the pocky will become shorter and thus your lips will be nearer.Omg,I'm so long winded.
We did forfeit,which was make up.They used pink lipstick for blusher.And the people who will make us up are seniors and coaches.

Here's how I look.It takes courage to let others to make up for you.Esp,COACHES.


America's next top model(s).

At night,we had Ghost hunt.I think our group has the least number of people who were scared.We didn't hold hands or anything.No one screamed.We just walk through the hallways as if it was noon.

We ran up and down the stairs.I just followed the others.I still can;t figure out the school building.Everything looks the same.Fara has a good sense of direction.
We heard screams from other groups.Nobody disturbed us,except for Mr Thomas,he went "RAAWRRR"
And i went "Thank you,"
Fara went "for that."

DAY TWO

Water parade,everyone had to gulp down 500ml of water and I was last.I'm not used to drinking plain water in the morning before breakfast,so yea.But, I managed to finish it anyway. Physical training in the morning.6am and we were doing jumping jacks.
Breakfast was peanut butter.Then we had a peanut butter game.The group had to eat 10 pieces of bread,spread with peanut butter, and its not Skippy or anything.Its PETERPAN.We finished the 10 pieces in 6min++.Which was SECOND.I chewed the freaking bread for like 50 times and its still doesn't want to go into my gullet/oesophagus/throat .I told Jun Hao.And he didn't say anything except for laughing his ass out.
That very fateful day, I ate 9-10 pieces of Peanut butter spread.Imagine peanut butter in your gums?I know you like it.
And I thought I was a peanut butter addict.
Allisa says we will all end up probably shitting peanut butter.Imagine peanut butter shooting out of your butt,and it makes the "tong,tong,tong" sound.
We bought dinner for the others and then wash up and slept.

DAY THREE


The task presentation.I acted as JunHao as I had a really bad sore throat.Since,Jun Hao doesn't talk much.
Tips copy Jun Hao,nod to everything anyone says and just scratch you head to make the I-AM-BLUR look more convincing.

Everything came to an end.We went home,only leaving memories behind.
Only we know.