OH-GEE-EL camp.

Day one.

it was pretty standard. kinda like the usual TYS day one material. say your name, describe yourself and say something you do when no one's looking at you. like hokay. not my kind of thing. i think i messed everything up real bad cos i didn't really feel like going through all the nitty gritty and all.

maybe it was cos i was scared. i remember myself, on many occasions, checking the wall clock in MPR 3 to see what time it was and to reassure myself that there was plenty of time to prepare for the game. and i pretty much did that from 9am to 2.15pm. chcecking the wall clock. wow. what an interesting way to start a camp.

i felt really lonely and all at the beginning too. when i first sat down with my clan and all, i figured that i didn't know anyone at all. well, okay, maybe i knew wilson. but i can safely say that the only thing i really really know about him is um, his name? and to make things worse, the clan was made up of people that knew each other. like there were 3 odac-ers, 2 pairs of classmates, 2 dancers and yeah, you should pretty much get the idea now. so someone knew somebody and all.

and y'know what the best part was, tuck was supposed to be in my clan. like wtf?

after day one, i made a shocking conclusion. or at least it was shocking to me la.

i really like the camps that i've been to not because of the activities, but because of the people i'm with.

does that make sense?
well, it does, for me at least.

after thinking about it for quite a bit at the end of the last night, i realised that in all the camps i've been to, i'm always with all the "fun" people. with people that i already knew. with people that are like myself. with people that are connected to me in one way or another. with people i could click with.

it was, i guess, too comfortable?

and after four years of "comfortable" camps, i thought i could safely conclude that i was a happy camper. whatever that meant.

so day one was games.
a match.
and the final activity of the day; folding stars.

it was funny at first but i suppose the humor faded when they told us that we had to fold 30 stars. each. so here's the deal, i've never tried folding paper stars for anyone in my life before and i was made to fold thirty. like, holy crap. and we folded.

and folded.

and folded.

till everyone(the other clans) were gone.

and back again.

then we had a briefing. then supper. and then we retired on the floor for the night.


Day two

morning PT to start the day. the sentence to accurately describe the morning PT would be; even my grandmother can walk faster than this. simply said, the PT was just buffer for them to make breakfast and all.
we had station games.
we got wet.
we got dirty.
we had fun.

and we sure danced a lot.
seriously serious.
till morning.
had this funky clan dance thingy that we're performing for the clan performance.


Day three.

everything was hurting.
including my ass.
and my eyes.
yeah, so you prolly get the idea.
did one more dance.
cleaned up.

went for lunch at teck whye.
then kap mac's. died there.

slept for an hour. at mac's. with HC guys looking at us.

i felt like telling 'em, "i know we look kinda homeless and all but we're not. but if you feel like giving us your spare change, then be my guest and fill up the bag mann."

could have prolly bought myself a few cones here and there. but hey, who's complaining? it ain't my money.

anyway, i'm in LEO. and it's an awesome clan. seriously serious.
i'm kinda hoping see everyone real soon.
happy homework-ing people.