Yes, the title's a ref to the last post.
I returned from camp.
Alive.
Day 0303: 2nd Day/1st Day.Icebreakers were...not that interesting to me. I vaguely remember the balloon game, maybe my friends will have more info. Anyway, one trainer commented about the balloon sticking on someone's poncho, but he didn't know who did it. For all you curious people, that guy was me. I made that thing stick on Daryl Gan's back.
Instructors: Ping Wen, aka PolkaDot, aka Donald Duck, aka Mr Tan.
Jace, aka Mrs Tan. (see above)
They both rock.
Navigation game was...fun. Thanks, Ping Wen, for the lame jokes and the laughs. I'm sure our small group enjoyed it. Thought you never did get Jace wet in the end.
The rescue thingy at night was just...wrong. Our 'patient' kept saying his name was Pussycat Dolls. We were all WTF-ing. LOL-ing included.
Lucky they were all sane. In short, acting.
Chalets, bitch!
Day 0304: 3rd Day/2nd DayToday, during breakfast, we played Truth or Dare. Needless to say, I got hit quite a few times.
And that's when I told two people who I liked. But for privacy issues, that shall not be revealed.
Kayaking was a killer. Both to skin, and to arms.
Skin = F**king sunburnt to hell. I look like a Red Indian now.
Arms = F**king tired to hell. If it wasn't for Kimberly, I think I'd be stuck there right now.
According to (unreliable) sources, we kayak-ed for 5 km or more. Unbelievable.
We had to stand on our kayaks on one occasion, as a game. Guess what? I was one of those, and while trying to move/stomp our feet, I slipped, lost balance, and my feet/leg hit the water running 5 times. I almost pulled Putra and Gavin with me. Who were beside me. Some scene I caused.
Then I made our boat capsize. Ain't I awesome?
Our cheer that we prepped? Not so good, but at least we showed the enthusiasm.
Day 0305: 4th Day/3rd DayI remember waking up on this day at 5 f**king 30 on this day in the morning, even though we were supposed to meet at 8.30. So, I took the chance to sleep for another hour, while everyone was playing Poker. Then I went to bathe.
Hey, go with the flow.
We were supposed to have CIP Nature Conservation talks and all, but, as usual, we didn't go. Instead, Polkadot promised us that we would go tekan the Sec 2s.
Not that it ever came true.
After the bridge picture, which is ALL OVER FACEBOOK, we turned back and gathered for the Waterfall briefing.
The trek there was a killer. Glenn and I spent the whole time playing 'Word Web'. And by right, I lost first.
In the forest itself, Nadira and Glenn in front of me, I started spouting out random cheers. From the infamous 3A's 'YAAAAAAYYYY' cheer, to singing songs like Check Yes Juliet. What's wrong with me, I don't know.
Then Alston started singing 'If You're Happy And You Know It'. Which, of course, everyone joined in.
Once we hit the waterfall, which is so measly that it's only as high as a ceiling of your room (Except you, Ant. You're an exception.), we took a photo, after which Darrel Chee started splashing water all over us. So, everyone was wet.
Blablabla, useless crap, blablabla, invention of 'Do You Know The Bak-Gua Man' and 'You Are My Bak-Gua', blablabla.
Walking back, everyone lost their enthusiasm, so not much singing left. The campfire was awesome, and it's the first time the ex-2Cians of 3A chanted 'Sir, Your Handsome Sir!' to Aniq again. Yes, Aniq, the guy from last year.
And that's when I officially lost my voice. Thank goodness I ain't a Tenor.
In the afternoon, our room's circuit got busted, so at night, after the campfire, we returned, and Polkadot told us to pack our stuff and switch rooms. Daryl Gan and Alston were SO excited that our room was directly beneath the girls'. Daryl's case is obvious -- Liang Yi is in that room. Alston's is also obvious -- Pervert.
And we had a f**king single bed and double bed. Woo.
Day 0306: 5th Day/Last DayWoke up at 6, so I was quite franticed. I was the 3rd last to use the shower, and we packed like ants, bailed, and got ready. We managed to reach the canteen in time, and that's when chaos happened. Trainers started during KBox. Okay, not really, but they took the stage and sang as an official event.
Everyone's voice was zhao xia, so we were pretty quiet. Some of us tried cheering loud, but we couldn't.
The ride home was squeezed. Me + Daryl eventually became Me + Daryl + Glenn, then became Me + Nadira + Glenn.
Ouch.
Then on the bus in Singapore, while going through the highway that lies beside the CBD, we started singing songs, courtesy of Zicong's phone.
And the rest... is history.
[Connection Terminated]
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