Monday 25 February 2008

Motivation Camp.

Ahhh... The feeling of being under the shower after being deprived from taking clean baths was really amazing. After three days and two nights in camp Rebutia, being home was the next best thing. There is no other place like home. That is very true. I guess most of you know I went to the Prefects Motivation Camp on Friday after the last day of exam. This camp was fun, enjoyable, enigmatic, tantalizing and nostalgic.

Day 1
I reached school around 2pm on Friday in a foul mood. I got scolded and lectured by my mum for packing my stuff last minute. I just wanted to put my shoes and a shirt in my bag. The result, I got lectured for doing everything last minute. Parents do think everything they do is right. Sometimes they are but what about all the other times? Angry and pissed of, I ignored my mum the whole way to school, grunting in response to whatever she asked. Shanny was already in school when I arrived. I wasn't mad for long. How could I? I couldn't help feeling excited eventhough it isn't my first camp.

I'll skip all the waiting for the bust to arrive and stuff and fast-forward to the time we arrived at our destination. I sat in the bus with Shanny. When we arrived, we had to walk for a short distance since the bus just dropped us off the road. Not the entrance. We gathered at the hall and we were given a short briefing. The atmosphere was really warm. I doubt you know what I meant. Everyone was in high spirits excited in undertaking all the activities. Each of us were given a torchlight, a notepad, batteries and a pen. There were 82 of us. 51 girls, 31 boys. Boys are on the verge of extinction. We got to put out bags in respective tents after that. I choose a tent that was under a tree among rocks. It was a small tent so there were only three of us in it. Shanny, Wan Juin and I. We had some games conducted by a facilitator named Abang Kai. He asked us not to call him bangkai. It was something like the Battle of the Sexes since we were split up into groups according to genders and we had to compete among one another.

Around 7.30pm, we washed up and clean ourselves. The facilities in the toilet was really disdaining. Dinner wasn't that bad. The only flaw was that we had to eat using our own bare hands, just like the Malays. Farah taught me how the right way to eat using hands. One Chinese guy, Yang taught me too while I was waiting in line. Apparently his mum was Kelantanese so he knew. Trust me, it ain't easy. I still manage to eat anyway. For a first-timer, I wasn't that bad. It was actually fun since we get to learn something about the Malay's culture. There was a talk by a guy named Poknik. Weird name. The guys call him Pork-nik jokingly. His speech was useful and what he said was true. After it ended, we went back to our tents. The ground was really bumpy. We didn't exactly sleep. The three of us, Shanny, Juinny and I were talking and laughing in the tent. Peter suddenly called my phone and guess what? He and his 'gang' was high cause they ate Mamee. Mental. Yu kit, Kugen and another guy laughed non-stop and called each other names while Peter and I were talking. That is just the beginning. Suddenly, the phone switched hands and Yu Kit and I were talking cause Peter was laughing too hard to talk. He claimed that Kugen was only wearing his underwear!! [ I asked them later in the morning and it was true. Kugen admitted it. ] These guys are really wild. They asked me to find Pavitri but she was already asleep. I was laughing uncontrollably. Yu kit and I had a bet then. If he came to my tent, I would loan him my MP3 for three days throughout the camp and if i went to his tent, he would give me his SAMSUNG phone. The catch, the boys tent are in the open. The hall was there and their tents were in the field while the girls were on uneven terrain, among trees and rocks. Yu kit and Peter did come to my tent but I pretended to be asleep. Juiny, Shanny and I were stifling with laughter. We finally burst out laughing when the boys went away. We were talking for a short while when we finally fell asleep to some jazz music that was being played by someone. It was around 2 or 3 something in the morning.

Day 2/3
Later, we woke up to Pavitri shouting at 5.30am. She was shouting at us to wake up. Grudgingly, I shouted at her to stop shouting and to leave us alone as she claimed we had to gather at the hall at 6am. The actual time was 7am. She stopped shouting after she asked a girl nearby. Guess what? She started singing loudly instead. Would you believe it? Please do cause it's true. The three of us were groaning since we wanted to sleep. The whole night I woke up and slept, woke and slept. I remember kicking Shanny when I turned to the other side in my sleeping bag. The ground was really rocky. Finally we forced ourselves to get up. Reluctantly, we changed and got ready for morning exercise. The activities started after breakfast. We had 6 checkpoints and we had to go through it all. My group with Becky as the leader started from checkpoint 2. It was a game where we had to use a bottle to scoop water out from a pail and pour it in another bottle without using our hands. Only raffia stings. We manage to do it in a short period of time. The next game was loathed by all of us. We had to take 5 ping pong balls out from a long pipe filled with water. The pipe was filled with holes from the bottom to the top so we had to cover all the holes in order for the ping pong balls to rise. After trying for a few times, we got the gist of it. All or us were already wet then. We managed to get the water rise up to a really high level when out of a sudden, a lizard came out of the pipe. The girls went screaming of shock and let go of their hands. We laughed over it since it was really silly. The lizard was more afraid of us than we were of it. So we decided to try again. Kar Yun joked that we should ask the lizard to help us get the balls out. We failed to get the ball out. Turned out, only one group managed. It was one of the boys group. After two activities, we stopped for lunch.

My group resumed the activities with the Tarzan swing. I loved that the most. Its really fun. We had flying fox last. We had to wait for a some time. Eventhough my group was there waiting all along, another group from a different school went first. Waiting, oh joy. We finally got our turn and I was the first one in my group to go first. Becky said form 2 first since there weren’t any form 1 girls. What I’m going to tell you next will really make you go laughing non-stop. There are a few sections we have to go through before we reached the platform to do the flying fox. I was at the last section of the whole course when the guy asked me to stop. Guess what? I stood there, on the planks, suspended a few feet from the ground. I was standing on the platform but I couldn’t sit. So for the next 45 minutes, I stood there, looking down, freaking myself out. The people there were changing the ropes for the flying fox. Standing up there, I looked down and had a good look at the people on the ground. It seemed like I was stuck there for eternity. I had to help the guy unhook the string from one of the planks. I was seriously freaking out. Jee Yi, however you spell your name said that I could jump down. And what? Kill myself? I managed to calm myself down. After a while, I started enjoying the scenery. I got to see the view from above.

My waiting proved to be fruitful when I finally got the chance to go flying fox. I wasn’t scared at all as I thought I would be. It brings me back to the time when I went flying fox during primary school. That was really high. We had to climb up many flights of stairs. You’ll forget everything once you’re going down. We ‘flew’ past a really wide lake and we got our feet wet. That was totally awesome. I really miss primary school. Anyway, back to camp. We got to play in a river. Unfortunately, the boys got the upper part while we had to go to the lower part of the river. So all the dirt from the boys go to US, GIRLS. Nevertheless, it was still fun. We splashed one another. Everyone was soaked to the bone. Except for one or two girls who managed to avoid our splashing. Either than busy splashing one another, most of the guys took off their shirt so we were busy laughing. That very night, while waiting for a short briefing since we were going into the jungle later in the night, I saw a firefly. It was my first time seeing one. I was accompanying Shanny and Juiny to the toilet when I saw something shining. I went nearer and realized it was a firefly. I couldn’t believe it at first and thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Shanny and Juiny saw it so I couldn’t be. I tried to catch it with my bare hands but all I managed to do was feel the beating of its wings. Matthew and Chi Liang saw what I was doing and came over. He caught the firefly in his hand. He was about to pass it to me when it flew off. He claims that it hates me. I doubt it does anyway. Matthew loves to make fun of people. But he does very knowledgeable. Fireflies can create illusions in your mind. Did you know that? Matthew told me. It’s true. Suddenly, I kept seeing flashes of light but as I go near, there’s nothing there.

Around 9pm near 10pm, we went into the forest. One by one, we had to go in the jungle alone guided by the sound of the facilitator. I was a little scared but I didn’t allow that emotion to overcome me. I’ve survive worse. How could this be any scarier? I got a little lost and realized Shanny was right behind me so I waited for her and then we waited for Juiny. Hearing their voices, all the fear vanished from me. We spent hours in the jungle. I slept standing. Can you believe it? Sleep-standing. Shanny was staring right at my face and I was so shocked that I woke up right away only to myself drifting to Fantasyland. Can you blame me for it? So on the way hiking down, I was practically sleepwalking. I can’t remember how many times I’ve stumbled and drifted to sleep.

When we reached back to our camping site, we were led to a big muddy, filthy pond. Here’s the best part, we have to go right into the pond, soak ourselves and wet ourselves from head to toes. We were all freezing when we came out. I was thinking to myself that I wouldn’t be surprised if I caught pandemonium. I was already sick, and being soaked in the wee morning, while standing in the freezing wind. We just poured water over ourselves and stripped naked in the tent before changing to our clothes. It was already 5 something in the morning then.

Day 3

We had to gather at the canteen or was it so called hall at 8 in the morning. The effect= a sleepless, uncomfortable night. My hair was soaking wet. I went to sleep for 2 hours or so. My eyes could barely open. Neither could Shanny. We were going into the jungle again. The main purpose? To get a free mud bath. I’m not kidding. We had to go into a pond/river in the jungle. Filled of stinky, disgusting, sticky mud and who knows what else. As usual, we had to soak our whole body in it and ‘water’ managed to get into my mud. Yuck.

The best part= the waterfall. The majestic waterfall. Standing under it. I forgot everything and went into a trance of pure bliss. The water was freezing cold. The guys all sepakat carry one guy and dumped that person under the waterfall. Smart, hey? The time spent under the waterfall was the best and it brings me back to Survivor Camp. That was definitely amazing and unforgettable. The best part was making new friends and splashing one another. Not to forget, Aaron dropping Vicki. I still laugh whenever I think of it.* brawling like a hyena* All fun was spoilt when we had to leave. Thanks to Misha. Asking us to go back. I don’t even know why she come for. I practically drag myself all the way back. My feet hurt and ached cause I somehow managed to cut it. Something sharp did it. Grr…

During the majlis penutupan, Misha talked for a few minutes then left. Her purpose for coming? To waste her time? To talk? To--- I-don’t-give-a-damn. I liked the songs we sang. They were really touching. You cant help but cry when you sing them. This post is long enough so this is where I stop. I still haven’t mention the leech, the toilets, the facilitators, the bugs, the rocks, the—I better stop.

One thing is for sure, this camp might be horrible, terrible and vegetable? [lame] I still had a really fun time. I’ve been through stuff I never thought of. I know I’ve gone tougher and sicker since I’m coughing non-stop now. If there’s a chance, I’ll go back again.


The End.

p.s. Pictures will be uploaded if Shanny gives them to me and if I'm not feeling lazy.

p.p.s I could continue writing but I guess some of you fell asleep on the keyboard.

p.p.p.s I haven't even mention anything about KT's party.

p.p.p.p.s I think I've been to Rebutia camp before.

p.p.p.p.p.s I doubt any of you guys will actually read this. DONT. =]

p.p.p.p.p.p.s I wa-- better stop now.

THE END. [ for real this time ]

Monday 18 February 2008

Flashback.

It's been some time since I last post. Can't help it.
Things have been hectic lately. The only times I'll actually use the computer is when my MP3's batteries run out of battery. Honestly, I don't miss the computer. Just my blog and chatting with my friends.

Chinese New Year wasn't much this year. Dad had to work on the first day of CNY. So my whole family went to help. It was really tiring but sort of worth it. We were a family. Families help one another. I jokingly asked my mum for a bigger angpau, telling her I deserved it. It didn't work though but I don't mind. I remember during my younger days, I loved going to the factory to help my dad cause the workers there would pamper me with compliments and pinch my cheeks fondly. Those days... As I grew up, activities filled up my schedule and I rarely went down to help. Even if I did, it was because I was forced to.

Anyway, back to CNY. I got to meet my cousin's boyfriend. The whole family got to meet him. Since we cousins sat together, we made fun of her. There was someone missing at the table. Two cousins of mine. One cousin that was newly married went off for her honeymoon with her newly wedded husband. The other cousin is studying in India. I'll get to meet him soon since he's coming back next month if I'm not mistaken.

We talked and laughed alot. It was fun. This year, I got closer to my cousins. One of them still remembers Vicki. I didn't expect him to. After all this years. We decided to watch a movie together. There were 6 of us. The movie was at 11.00 pm. After dinner, we parted ways as my cousin wanted to take bath and stuff. At 11.00pm my cousins were still on their way to my house. The tickets were with them thanks to my inconsiderate sister who refused to give me the tickets. My brother was mad. Mad angry, not mad crazy. I don't blame him though. Thankfully, we rushed all the way to Pavillion. We were several minutes late for the movie. CJ7. The movie was funny and the alien thing was cute. But the plot was distorted. Out of place.

It's pretty boring to the one reading this. Sorry for that. I'm not in the mood to get all excited and jumpy. So, i guess it ends here. I'm glad that I'm blessed with a family that I love. Here are some pictures I took during the second day of CNY.


My couzzie.


Camwhoring. XD


Mum's daughters.


While waiting for my cousins.


Taken in club. Wished I had a better camera.

That's enough for the time being. I wont be updating my blog for some time. May faith decides. [ Brawling with laughter.] Ciao, guys.

I won't disappoint you anymore.


Sunday 3 February 2008

Picceh.

Finally, the pictures from New Year's Eve. Vicki finally uploaded them.
We were definitely crazy that day, acting like maniacs.
I remember running around the house, chasing that brat.
Great times.


Vicki claims I'm trying to rape her. ^^


The monster that hides under your bed.


The cool girl.


The camwhorers.


Crazy us. Stinky feet. On Vicki's BED. Muahaha...


Never fail to humor us do they?

A day like that makes your adrenaline rushing. Makes you sort-of high.

Uncertainty.

It's puzzling how the mind works.
Lately, she's been overpowered by the urge to quit everything she's doing as she doubt she can go through it anymore.
Giving up would be easier. But she don't even have the courage to do that.
It's amazing how one can regain power over themselves as they learn to stand right up after a drastic fall that leaves a big mark within themselves.

Let me tell you a story.
Once there was a girl who was around 4 or 5 years old. She was carefree, outgoing, bubbly and always smiling like it was the last time she would smile. This fragile, naive girl never stood still as she runs around freely without any chains binding her to the troubles all around her. As her inquisitive mind thought her to explore everything around her, she got into trouble easily. One day, she got scolded by a teacher for being curious of the colors on bricks. She burst into tears. Big, fat sloppy tears. She stood there crying. The teacher bend down and hugged her tightly, comforting her and telling her that it was alright. It was then she found solace, the comfort of someone being there for you when you know that you weren't wrong.

When this girl grew older, she became more hyperactive, bubbly and offered more smiles to everyone around her. She believed in herself, that no matter what, she could count on herself. One day, however, she got into some serious mess. She cried secretly without anyone knowing. She knew deep in her heart that no matter what she has to be strong and keep going on. She told herself, "Let everyone give up hope on me, but I of all people should never do so." Since then, she was more cautious. The curiosity and spirited character that once resided in her slowly faded. Now, she's a turmoil of mixed characters. All she needs to do is to retrieve her true self back. Living in a lie all this while proved to be unbearable. She often wondered, what happened to myself? All she gets is just an eerie silence.

I often wondered what happened to this free-spirited girl that was always smiling and faced whatever troubles with an open-heart and a determined attitude. People were often in awe of her. But now I have naught a single-idea where she went. Maybe she's still in the girl, buried deep down inside her heart. All her anxieties, worries and negative thinking must have been a load for her. I pray that someday, somehow, she'll find who she truly is and realize that she has the potential to shine brighter than any star in the sky.


The only thing I have to tell her is that, there's always someone there for her eventhough she doesn't know it. Smile more.

Friday 1 February 2008

Random.


I stole this picture. =p
Sorry weigin. I look really weird as I was rushing off.
I'm her lost baby. *smiles widely*
We saw each other during the St. John installation. Look at all the little badges at her sleeve. I want them. Really want them.
I missed seeing her and ended up bugging Eugene everytime I saw him. All I did was asked him about how weigin was doing and stuff. It's fun annoying him considering how he manages to annoy me.
I didn't recognize her when I saw her on Friday. My bad. I don't know how she manage to.
I missed her lots and I'm really glad that I saw her. All the times we spent at SIR.

Went shopping today.
With mum, sister and aunt.
I was in a bad mood in the beginning, thanks to a certain someone.
But it gradually faded. I spent my time at TIMES bookshop while they went to shop for shoes and stuff.
I'm not really into shopping unless it's for books and there's something I want.
Weird? Maybe.
Spending the whole day in a bookstore sounds snuggly for me.
I'll be able to that after exams. Spend a whole day in a bookshop.
Paradise won't be complete without my favorite books. It'll be eternal bliss then.

I won't be buying any books soon. I doubt my mum will allow it.
Blame it all on me.
While normal people[define normal], go on a shopping spree, I go on a 'bookspree'.
Mum asked me if I plan to work in a bookstore next time while waiting for my SPM results. I said "Sure." I mean why not? But I'll probably get fired on the first day since I'll be reading instead of working. *imagining the scenario* Definitely NOT ideal.

Anyway, back to topic.
I bought two books, a pair of sports shoes and three shirts.
Compared to my mum, sister and aunt, it's just a tiny weeny fraction.
I saw Su Zanne, Su Vienn, Mei Ling and another girl whom I can't remember her name.

Today was tiring. I don't think I really enjoyed it. Except for the time spent in TIMES.
I'm behind in my studies. Thinking of it just makes me frustrated and annoyed.
I can't exactly help it. I'm slagging behind. *sighs*

I'm jumping from one topic to another.
Me, the leaper.
Maybe I'll blog later.
That's all for now.
Toodles~