Wednesday, August 25, 2004
camp
tchs
sec2
cdans-chinesegardens.
ehhh
wait.
its chinese gardens, then cdans.
so
CAMP
ROCKS
MY
SOCKS.
so, though it's ms cheong's camp, it was fun through and through. overall lah...
rite, so 1st day was quite crappy. my group was 19, activities with group with aeki's group 22. our trainer, was... AH BAO. MAN HE RAWKS. abit gay larh he, but he was the best trainer... so we had to call our group a special name, and its... slackers. yeah, that's rite. slackers. 22 was called gay club, under aeki's motion of confidence.
so ahbao called us gay slackers. oeiiii!. lame...
so day 1 was all about skills learning, my group had fred, hewlett, kelvin and wang lin from my class, and frm the other ortus classes i could only rmb a few. here goes...*deep breath gregory, mark, jie hao, jason, lin chen(not that asshole basketballer ling chen), mao yang, kuang yong, jia xin, da xian, chun ming. pant pant* that's quite a few. sorry if i missed out anybody else.
so i practically know every1 by name, now thru this camp, i got to know them better, mayb even recognise not only by name, but by how they look. lin chen's the 1 who's very tall, mao yang's the one who's cursing all the time, jia xin's the one with lots of wounds, etc etc. wah great male bonding.lol.
lunch was shit, kayaking was shit, map orienteering was shit, all the other activites were close to shit, we had to run all around. Then came rafting, where the raft was tilting to jia xin's side.
the night was the best. dinner was at the least better, for starters. then ah bao, the fun yet demanding instructor, scolded us for being slow in everythin, but every1 was back in singing spirit when he taught us new songs. titanic, father abraham, wang wang song,can die laughing just thinking of these songs.
i really appreciate ah bao's ability to relate with the campers and his gayness as his trademark. perhaps that is what i wanted to see when i worked in the future: a passion for ur occupation.
mao yang was at his top form of cursing the next morning. " WHERE'S MY FUCKIN WALLET????? KNN, DIE LOR!!!!!!!!" - mao yang, who was searching for his wallet which is inside his pocket all along. diaooooooo.
hmm
trek to cdans. nth to sae bout tt
at cdans, i saw mrs choi, mrs lily chai, he lao shi, ms teo and ms wun and of course, MS CHEONG. she looked damn pissed as always. " HAVE U FORGOTTEN WHO I AM???" there got chalet wad, thats y all the tchers r sleeping there.
then came high ropes and low elements. ms wun and ms teo went flying fox, ms teo flew futher. hmmmmmmmmmm....
i was on the verge on killing ah bao in making me all wet. I WAS PLANNING TO BE DRY THAT DAY, HELLO!!!!
campfire sux, cuz there was no campfire.
last day of camp. happy yet sad. dunno y. went back sch. had debrief. zhao to coronation eat lunch. gonna try that prince restaurant like wad chia jone recommended, but fr now, I LOVE GOLDEN ROOSTER!
lolz. end of camp. tata
p.s who wanna learn dirty camp songs approach me.lol.:p