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Sunday, June 19, 2005

SJAB Camp (16/6/05-18/6/05)

Phew. What a camp. I was SO exhuasted after the camp. Slept so much. Just couldn't take the tiredness liao. I need lots of rest, so 3 hours isn't enough for me to replenish my energy and get all pumped up for the day. It was tiring even though I was doing almost nothing throughout the camp apart from being the station master for one of the games. Maybe I was bored to dead and then became really tired walking around, sitting around, looking over them, making sure everything was all right at that moment. The first day was kind of a blast. During the telematch, I was the station master for 'Twister' and it was located on the multi-purpose court. Imagine 2pm in the afternoon on high ground, the sun is scorching HOT. I am alone in the court, setting up the stuff. My god! Sweat was dripping down my forehead like tap water. I was sweating like crazy. Huge droplets of sweat. Really huge!! It's the first time I've ever sweated like that and I was just standing there, under the hot sun. LOL.

Then, when dusk came, we had solo night and night hunt. It was really really fun. We stationed the juniors at different parts of the school from the third level to the first level of the school's block A including the basketball courts and multi-purpose courts. We had mdm hafiza to act as a ghost with the green poncho and a green lightstick over her head as she went back to get the juniors. LOL. It was really funny. I was laughing like crazy and couldn't stop. Then during night hunt, we, as in the seniors and sir, were sitted at the concourse on one of the green table and chit chatting with one another. It was funny too, cause sir kept talking crap. I finally found out that he loves to tlak crap and when he does that, he looks kinda serious; talking some sense into us. LOL. It was very funny and a great time spent between each of us. Then, when it was sing-along time, we really had a fun time together. We were so SO high!! Especially Ivy, she was totally different when she's high. LOL. Unexpected. We shouted and screamed to the top of our lungs when we were singing 'Reach', our theme song for the campfire.

That night, we slept on the tables of the canteen. It was quite comfy apart from the hard surface. Maybe because it was windy and we've got pillows from the sofa in the sjab room. It so much better to sleep in the canteen than in the classroom and in the tent. I felt that morning breakfast was the worst meal cause the milo was really TOO sweet for me. Forget it.

Second day. "I am so tired. Can I sleep?" Everything was okay. Nothing much, but campfire was kinda dull. Everyone was just staring at us instead of joining the fun. I was feeling kinda "uh..." throughout the thing. But audiences sure hinder one's courage to open cause after everyone was gone, the juniors, ex-ncos and some of the seniors came together sing again. LOL. It was fun too. But after the whole thing, I was really half dead. Worst than before, my whole body was really tired and my eyes were closing when sir was talking.

Anyway, the third day was nothing to me. There wasn't any real activity and so farewell was kinda abrupt and I felt weird going home, in a taxi. I need lots of rest cause I still have badminton at 2 in the afternoon. Can't afford to miss it.