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Monday, November 22, 2004

Wonderful

wasn't it? haha...obs rocks. especially with the ppl in lincoln: michelle, angela, shou min, jerm, doc, ziz, denise, joyce, junice, hazel, jon, martino, romeeta (though she had to leave early) and me. heh. and steven too.

my mum left for aussie land on tuesday, so it was just me my sis and dad. which also meant that he had to wake up early to send me to nyc on friday, so there was the usual grumbling and pretend-sleepwalking. i have come to the conclusion tt most guys aren't morning ppl. anyway, we got there early, so i had ice milo and he had coffee, but i couldnt really keep still cuz yeah, anticipation increases adrenaline. so he finally let me go see if wacky and michelle were there. they were, so he let me go. finally. haha. anyway, as usual, there were guys on one side of the circle thingy, and girls on the other. some things never change. met some girls from sajc - larissa and romeeta, and a few other ppl too. then we got on the bus and headed off for pungoll (i think i spelled tt wrong) jetty. discovered that we (the tj and sa girls) had LOTS of food in our bags. so that part was pretty much settled.

got on the boat, and once again, gender seperation. boys at the back, girls in front. leading to a rather unbalanced boat. itz funny, it doesnt really matter how old ppl are, we tend to group, initially at least, with our own sex. i suppose itz just security. haha. finally got there, and went to take 'before' photos at the ship. never got the 'after' photos done, so it was our first and last whole group photo. set off to a room for some ice breakers and to split into groups. my group is pretty mixed...6 guys, 7 girls, and both the youngest and oldest there. and the idol. *grinz* and a soon to be teacher, lawyer and doctor. not to mention the SIA stewardess. and the artist. the social worker, junicethebest...we really were a mixed lot, no? it was pretty awkward at first, tho we had a real joker in jon, and jerm was pretty easy to talk to. the older oops i meant more matured youth (although that implies we are LESS matured. hmph.) were quieter, but nice. aziz was quiet, tho he didnt look the naturally quiet type. doc was funny too, but shou min seemed really serious. steven the instructor was cool. but then, most instructors at these kind of camps are, no? moved to our dorm...the girls got the 2 rooms, and the guys got a room in the middle. then we were off to the trust activities.

i never did like trust activities. maybe cuz i dont trust easily. haha. so we'll just move on to the obstacles shall we? haha...the logs were the toughest i guess. i could excuse myself by saying im short...but itz more like no strength. which is no excuse. hmph. billaying was fun, as usual. tho i really really needed anchors this time. watching aziz billay jerm was funny. "no more father's day!!!!" lol. then it was my turn, and i empathized. lol. the afternoon passed really fast. before we knew it it was dinner time. the food was alright i guess. what i was really looking forward to was the trek the next day. packed our bags (including smuggled food), stared out the window into the falling rain, and fell asleep.

woke up the next morning at 5 to bathe. proved my conclusion that most guys aren't morning ppl. ("huh? 5? oh. ok. snore." "gimme back my pillow. and my blanket. go away.") heh. had team bonding games...first group hug huh. :p had a quick lunch, and finally set off on our trek. it wasnt as bad as i expected - and it didnt rain. big time back ache tho haha. came to the 2nd checkpoint and went looking for stuff to create our land-art. walked up this trail thingy, and came to a clearing. beautiful. i could have stayed there forever. couldnt tho, so made our way to our final destination - the old obs camp, where we would stay the night. set up the bashas, then started cooking dinner. i didnt really do much cooking - just passed stuff around, but it was still fun. we had the best dinner k, we should have copyrighted it or sth. haha. buttered rice with raisins and sausages and peanuts. and maggi mee with baked beans. mmm.

gathered in the hall for a briefing about what we should do on sunday. turns out we're supposed to play a game to earn points to exchange for materials to build a raft. ok, they had this big scenario thingy: our island was hit with a major virus, and we had to evacuate everybody. as the youth leaders, we were supposed to set up a youth parliament to gain votes (points) so that we could initiate and carry out the evacuation. so a couple of us stood up to get things started, and i ended up pm. haha. ah well. jeff was deputy, and shou min was financer. we actually managed to get more than enough points in an hour, and the rest of the time was used to build the rafts. ended up with one big one holding 15, and two small ones holding 12 each. we would have slept by 1am, but some ppl just couldn't stop singing. no complaints about natural quality guys, but NOTHING sounds good at 1am in the morning. sorry about the slippers. *grinz*

so when we woke them up the next morning, it felt GOOD. hah. jerm anyway. very satisfying to drag him out of the basha. hahaha. they were so not awake in the mornings. and im very much a morning person. hee. went to test the rafts and our life jackets, and we were on our way. i started out pacer, but we all ended up rowing i think. i still cant feel my arms. haha. kudos for our group's creativity. we started out with one two PULL, then it became want to POO, then full off S***, then want the FOOD, want my PHONE, wonderFUL, which resulted in an eruption of song and total loss of any timing whatsoever. we got there first anyway, and began unloading bags and stuff. when all of us got in, we had to dismantle our rafts (sob) and move everything back to the old camp. so i got to go back in the motor boat which was FUN. wish my parents would let me do a course in boating and get a boating licence. haha.

after that the pace slowed down a lot i guess...we cleared out our bunks, packed our stuff. had our final group pictures and stuff. sigh. i miss them already. haha...i always hate leaving camps. well at least we'll meet on friday. for another camp. *grinz*

anyway, there's currently a huge pile of hw on my table, which has been staring at me the whole day. i would have gotten down to it, but im fluey so i went to sleep, and now i just cant seem to start. haha. boey pc, hardy pc, hardy portfolio, econs case studies (5!!!), gp file...groan. not to mention the lit s booklist. argh. haha, i dont ever remember complaining about having to read. :p

my quote of the week? you cant fight every battle - jerm. ok, there's another one. difficulty is actually the atmosphere surrounding a miracle, or a miracle in its initial stages. - jeff. deep. haha. sleep. yeah tt sounds good. i will NOT get sick. 70% mind, no? haha.

alritey then. a relatively opinion-less post, but my brain's not really working very well right now, so i'll be back with more. soon. *grinz* g'nite world! love you all.


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