So said the jaded teenager
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spiderpigI am almost well-rested. I am almost starting on my studying (random bits of McCauley, Huxley and Econs around). I am almost over it. 13 days and counting. Smile for the camera of life, dear.
Five days of nearly pure unadulterated bliss and fun. Well yeah, there were down moments but hell, I've never ever had so much fun in a camp, I never let myself go so fully ever. Even in St Nicks, and that's saying something.
The first day
was mainly admin work. Registering, moving into our bunks, getting to know one another. It was just really strained most of the day because I guess, most of us were really stoned. I know I was. To tell you the truth, I never expected to come for this, I was apprehensive, cynical and I didn't want to participate at all. Thank you Group 1 for proving me wrong and twisted my head around.
My roomie (omfg slang!) was from MJC =D ! She's really nice and brought food. I didn't eat any, but anyone who brings food is a good person! Really!I sound like Gluttony now.
I've always had the notion that Top 5 JC people are generally (I'm not here to be some hypocrite) snobbish and look down on ahem, JCs that aren't as established academically as them. Once again, I'm UTTERLY glad to be proved wrong.
Wait, I'm not even talking in chronological order. I'm disgressing. Back to the first day.
Ice-breakers: we learnt cheers, nothing really stood out much because the whole group's consensus was "SLEEP. REST. SLEEP." Heh. I have to give a thumbs up to our SLOs (Wanting, Leeann and Minyi) for trying to get all of us to socialize. JJC has probably the best cheers ever. ("1 clap! 2 claps! 1 silent clap! 11 claps!!")
Then we had a briefing on kite-making. It was interesting at first, but then it got really repetitive and well, boring. I apologize to the presenters for falling asleep and being distracted by my obscene paper aeroplane.
Had our first taste of the food and the conclusion was a little disappointing. The food was edible, but hardly what I'd expect of such a prestigious event. Then again, you're cooking for over 500 people with a budget. I guess some ends were cut.
Second day
OMFG. NO. At the crack of dawn, I hear this loud, "WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP!!!" outside my door, accompanied by a torrent of heavy pounding on my innocent door. Ugh. Wake-up call. I react adversely towards those two words now.
Well, I got dressed and went down to the canteen for breakfast (which was of, God-knows-what) and then we all headed off to NTU's main Lecture Theatre for the opening ceremony and keynote speech. God. The people beside me actually took notes. Which entailed me to take notes to. Random stuff that Minister Raymond Lim talked about. I did pay attention okay? But his voice has a certain lulling quality to them, like all the other speakers, and I nodded off once or twice. Heh heh.
ANOTHER OMFG. Tea was heavenly. 7th, 9th, the 143432421th level of paradise. Mmm. Eclairs. Eclairs and more eclairs.
The parallel presentations were interesting, but the only downside was having people has inane questions. I mean, sure you get brownie points for standing up there and looking all intellectual, but don't ask for the sake of asking. Poor RJC had to engage in countless "personal conversations". :( Lunch was bad. The parallel presentation after that was okay I guess. I fell asleep (again), but woke up in time to hear Benjamin (from AJC) do a fantastic job. Wah, we've got such a cool debater in our group.
Highlight of the day! Telematch! Group 1 was really really really high and I think we won practically every game at each station we went to. That 'pass-the-message-charades' game was FUN AND FUNNY. I mean, how the hell are you supposed to act out 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away'? Yeah, I felt really bonded with the group at that moment.
After that, we rebelled against teh supposed plan of making kites and played games instead. Apparently, Tang's secret ability is to fly. HAHA.
Day 3!
Another day of formal attire. I didn't wear my stockings for this one because I found it cumbersome (omfg profound word-use!) and I had a huge rip at the back. Don't ask me how.
Panel discussion 1 was really engaging, judged by the fact that I didn't fall asleep at all. The speakers were enthusiastic, humorous and just plain good. Panel discussion 2 left much to be desired. I really just slept through the whole thing and played bingo and gossiped. Here goes a future leader of Singapore!
Parallel presentation 3 was probably the most well-balanced of the lot, all were really entertaining. Informative was another matter. XD But yeah, once again, the trend of asking questions for the sake of asking was prevalent. STOP IT PEOPLE! >O
OH YEAH. Small group discussions just rocked. Group one rocks. Our case-study was on Malaysia's education system or what not so once we got it done, we just played Ultimate Number (Zhong Ji Mi Ma) and got forfeited twice =(. I have no affinity for games at all. Yeah, and group one came up with the most wonderful piece of prose/cheer/whatever EVER.
"Actually, Box Could Do Everything Foolishly. Green House Is Jinxed Kangaroo's Love. Monkey Neno Only Pees Quarterly, Rampantly, Salaciously, Titillatingly, Under Very Wet Xylophones. Yo Zebra!"
Roland had to act it out. HA. HA. HA. And really did pee 1/4ly. =D And I think the RA (Rolly-Ash) pseudo relationship developed. Aw, how cute. Grin grin.
When we got back we finally got started on our kite. I'm sorry I botched up the 'N'! Our group really bonded a lot on that day.
Fourth daaaaaaay
Fun-fun day! We went bowling (which I totally sucked at). Tang and Cho(bu) are group 1's official pro-bowlers! I bet Tang did so well because the funny pre-bowl sequence thingy he and Sadhana had. Then we golfed, which I sucked at too. I HAVE NO AFFINITY WITH BALLS. I made lotsa unsuccessful dirty jokes about our RA couple. Sigh. I'm losing my touch. We sabo-ed Rolly and Tang to demonstrate for us, Rolly most, and he was presented with a package of balls. He needs them anyway. Hoho.
The crux of the seminar! The climax! Kite-Flying! It was a bloody hot, but windy afternoon. And we actually got our kite to fly! Runi's kite was group 1's sacrificial lamb. We tied around 8 or 9 reels of string and sent it soaring into the sky. Coolio~. My own kite went missing after I let it go. Haha, I'm sorry to the random people who will meet it.
Seminar night was a blast. I never liked mass-dancing, I never liked being overtly enthusiastic, but I was everything like that on Seminar Night. But somehow, emotionally distant me didn't even tear at all. =( Why why why why. It was an emotional and touching night. Group 1 rocks.
The Last Day
OUR KITE GOT 3RD PLACE! Boo-yah! Group 1! It was a bittersweet experience, the Closing Ceremony. No more singing "Country Road" no more cheers, no more more claps... We had some interaction with the Minister of Education (Tharman, you sexy, you look like woo! Tharman you shiny, you look like woo!), and I had to fight off the urge of shouting "THE BEST IS YET TO BE, MINISTER-SIR!". Yeah, me and my pseduo-ACS-ness. That's ACS, not ACJC, dudes.
Oh heavenly caterers. The food during the reception was once again glorious. We hoarded all the cheesecakes and brownies. Then we all hung around, went to the auditorium and sang rousing patriotic songs o_o and sent Tharman off with a nice standing ovation.
There. Pre-U sem ended. We packed up, returned our pillows and linen, said our last good byes and left. For good.
I never regretted going, after being gone. Thank you Pre-U Sem and Group 1 for opening my mind and not making me feel like a total mental retard. =) Thank you Bok, Cho, Joel, Ben, Rolly, Ash, Kenneth, Krishna, Tang, Bliss, Cresc, Mavis, Meiyi, May Hwee, Filzah, Pavi, Sadhana, Vanessa, Wanting, Leanna, Minyi for making this the best experience ever. =)
Pre-U Sem affected me so much that during LTC I subconsciously sat at the designated area for group 1 instead of the area for my group. Darn. I'm such a muddle-head.
LTC was more fun than I expected, though glaring references couldn't help but be made to PUS. Especially since Claudio's table was next to mine and we'd moan "PRE-U SEMMMMMMM" whenever we saw each other. Haha. But Team Hoi Hoi's a really nice group and I guess we bonded a bit.
Camp food was bad, but edible as usual, with familiar looking carpet-fish and worm-carrots. :\ There were lung-watermelons too. What is it with people and sick descriptions of food!? Mein Gott.
The first day was mainly theoratical stuff with random games thrown in here and there. Memorable events include the Student Council re-enacting Star Wars and the rough game where we were all man-handled by the instructors. :\
THE SECOND DAY WAS PHYSICAL HELL FOR ME. PERIOD. 15km around Pulau Ubin is no mean feat for me. It's death. Death 100 times over and I still can't believe that I did it. But I embarrassed myself by leading my group to the wrong route during my turn. Sorry guys! Sea-rafting was uber fun~! I created a depression in the barrel with my heavy weight. Hoho
What I learnt during the LTC? My ideas of leadership were either reinforced or moulded into new ones. I was reassured of my own leadership qualities, those that people have been identifying me with for years, and well, I am an open book.
The farewell-dinner was like. Woah. Processed meat wrapped in digestive tracts never tasted so good. Uhm, sausages, that is.
I signed up for the VP-post but let's all pretend that I didn't, shall we? I feel out of sorts. Pretend-conducting to Avril Lavigne is NOT NORMAL AND NOT GOOD.
I need to do a write-up on the camp and what I've learnt for Charles. :( I don't want to do it. Nyeeeh.
CIP account will be posted some other time.
I received a very unwanted text-message from PChua yesterdayasking me instructing me to go back to school today and get back my horror of a Blake essay. I did, much to my own dismay. And I somewhat regret I did. Bloody 25.5/50. I know it's a D. Or some other grade that's not a fail, but HELLO? BLAKE, YOU PULLED DOWN MY AVERAGE B GRADE TO A FRIGGIN-DELTA. I can just faint at this moment. Then again, I shouldn't be surprised. I wrote an extremely shoddy piece, written only because I had to, and only because I wanted to hit the word limit. Hardly an A essay, don't you agree? Bleh. I need to be hitting 30s for my Lit, because it's the only subject that can save me from the Academic Oblivion.
I've hardly been having any poetic or prose-ish inspiration lately. There's this emptiness, a void, a vacuum in me. Writer's block I suppose.
Get a hold of yourself, you dimwit! How are you going to even get into NUS Arts Fac at this rate? Your exams are less than three weeks (two, even!) away and here you are, casting Hobsbawm away for LJ. Get a grip, stop mulling around and thinking about things, objects, situations which you will never have. Pull your sleeves, your pants and your heart up.
Dreams are just dreams. They hardly come true.
So said the jaded teenager.
Five days of nearly pure unadulterated bliss and fun. Well yeah, there were down moments but hell, I've never ever had so much fun in a camp, I never let myself go so fully ever. Even in St Nicks, and that's saying something.
The first day
was mainly admin work. Registering, moving into our bunks, getting to know one another. It was just really strained most of the day because I guess, most of us were really stoned. I know I was. To tell you the truth, I never expected to come for this, I was apprehensive, cynical and I didn't want to participate at all. Thank you Group 1 for proving me wrong and twisted my head around.
My roomie (omfg slang!) was from MJC =D ! She's really nice and brought food. I didn't eat any, but anyone who brings food is a good person! Really!
I've always had the notion that Top 5 JC people are generally (I'm not here to be some hypocrite) snobbish and look down on ahem, JCs that aren't as established academically as them. Once again, I'm UTTERLY glad to be proved wrong.
Wait, I'm not even talking in chronological order. I'm disgressing. Back to the first day.
Ice-breakers: we learnt cheers, nothing really stood out much because the whole group's consensus was "SLEEP. REST. SLEEP." Heh. I have to give a thumbs up to our SLOs (Wanting, Leeann and Minyi) for trying to get all of us to socialize. JJC has probably the best cheers ever. ("1 clap! 2 claps! 1 silent clap! 11 claps!!")
Then we had a briefing on kite-making. It was interesting at first, but then it got really repetitive and well, boring. I apologize to the presenters for falling asleep and being distracted by my obscene paper aeroplane.
Had our first taste of the food and the conclusion was a little disappointing. The food was edible, but hardly what I'd expect of such a prestigious event. Then again, you're cooking for over 500 people with a budget. I guess some ends were cut.
Second day
OMFG. NO. At the crack of dawn, I hear this loud, "WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP!!!" outside my door, accompanied by a torrent of heavy pounding on my innocent door. Ugh. Wake-up call. I react adversely towards those two words now.
Well, I got dressed and went down to the canteen for breakfast (which was of, God-knows-what) and then we all headed off to NTU's main Lecture Theatre for the opening ceremony and keynote speech. God. The people beside me actually took notes. Which entailed me to take notes to. Random stuff that Minister Raymond Lim talked about. I did pay attention okay? But his voice has a certain lulling quality to them, like all the other speakers, and I nodded off once or twice. Heh heh.
ANOTHER OMFG. Tea was heavenly. 7th, 9th, the 143432421th level of paradise. Mmm. Eclairs. Eclairs and more eclairs.
The parallel presentations were interesting, but the only downside was having people has inane questions. I mean, sure you get brownie points for standing up there and looking all intellectual, but don't ask for the sake of asking. Poor RJC had to engage in countless "personal conversations". :( Lunch was bad. The parallel presentation after that was okay I guess. I fell asleep (again), but woke up in time to hear Benjamin (from AJC) do a fantastic job. Wah, we've got such a cool debater in our group.
Highlight of the day! Telematch! Group 1 was really really really high and I think we won practically every game at each station we went to. That 'pass-the-message-charades' game was FUN AND FUNNY. I mean, how the hell are you supposed to act out 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away'? Yeah, I felt really bonded with the group at that moment.
After that, we rebelled against teh supposed plan of making kites and played games instead. Apparently, Tang's secret ability is to fly. HAHA.
Day 3!
Another day of formal attire. I didn't wear my stockings for this one because I found it cumbersome (omfg profound word-use!) and I had a huge rip at the back. Don't ask me how.
Panel discussion 1 was really engaging, judged by the fact that I didn't fall asleep at all. The speakers were enthusiastic, humorous and just plain good. Panel discussion 2 left much to be desired. I really just slept through the whole thing and played bingo and gossiped. Here goes a future leader of Singapore!
Parallel presentation 3 was probably the most well-balanced of the lot, all were really entertaining. Informative was another matter. XD But yeah, once again, the trend of asking questions for the sake of asking was prevalent. STOP IT PEOPLE! >O
OH YEAH. Small group discussions just rocked. Group one rocks. Our case-study was on Malaysia's education system or what not so once we got it done, we just played Ultimate Number (Zhong Ji Mi Ma) and got forfeited twice =(. I have no affinity for games at all. Yeah, and group one came up with the most wonderful piece of prose/cheer/whatever EVER.
"Actually, Box Could Do Everything Foolishly. Green House Is Jinxed Kangaroo's Love. Monkey Neno Only Pees Quarterly, Rampantly, Salaciously, Titillatingly, Under Very Wet Xylophones. Yo Zebra!"
Roland had to act it out. HA. HA. HA. And really did pee 1/4ly. =D And I think the RA (Rolly-Ash) pseudo relationship developed. Aw, how cute. Grin grin.
When we got back we finally got started on our kite. I'm sorry I botched up the 'N'! Our group really bonded a lot on that day.
Fourth daaaaaaay
Fun-fun day! We went bowling (which I totally sucked at). Tang and Cho(bu) are group 1's official pro-bowlers! I bet Tang did so well because the funny pre-bowl sequence thingy he and Sadhana had. Then we golfed, which I sucked at too. I HAVE NO AFFINITY WITH BALLS. I made lotsa unsuccessful dirty jokes about our RA couple. Sigh. I'm losing my touch. We sabo-ed Rolly and Tang to demonstrate for us, Rolly most, and he was presented with a package of balls. He needs them anyway. Hoho.
The crux of the seminar! The climax! Kite-Flying! It was a bloody hot, but windy afternoon. And we actually got our kite to fly! Runi's kite was group 1's sacrificial lamb. We tied around 8 or 9 reels of string and sent it soaring into the sky. Coolio~. My own kite went missing after I let it go. Haha, I'm sorry to the random people who will meet it.
Seminar night was a blast. I never liked mass-dancing, I never liked being overtly enthusiastic, but I was everything like that on Seminar Night. But somehow, emotionally distant me didn't even tear at all. =( Why why why why. It was an emotional and touching night. Group 1 rocks.
The Last Day
OUR KITE GOT 3RD PLACE! Boo-yah! Group 1! It was a bittersweet experience, the Closing Ceremony. No more singing "Country Road" no more cheers, no more more claps... We had some interaction with the Minister of Education (Tharman, you sexy, you look like woo! Tharman you shiny, you look like woo!), and I had to fight off the urge of shouting "THE BEST IS YET TO BE, MINISTER-SIR!". Yeah, me and my pseduo-ACS-ness. That's ACS, not ACJC, dudes.
Oh heavenly caterers. The food during the reception was once again glorious. We hoarded all the cheesecakes and brownies. Then we all hung around, went to the auditorium and sang rousing patriotic songs o_o and sent Tharman off with a nice standing ovation.
There. Pre-U sem ended. We packed up, returned our pillows and linen, said our last good byes and left. For good.
I never regretted going, after being gone. Thank you Pre-U Sem and Group 1 for opening my mind and not making me feel like a total mental retard. =) Thank you Bok, Cho, Joel, Ben, Rolly, Ash, Kenneth, Krishna, Tang, Bliss, Cresc, Mavis, Meiyi, May Hwee, Filzah, Pavi, Sadhana, Vanessa, Wanting, Leanna, Minyi for making this the best experience ever. =)
Pre-U Sem affected me so much that during LTC I subconsciously sat at the designated area for group 1 instead of the area for my group. Darn. I'm such a muddle-head.
LTC was more fun than I expected, though glaring references couldn't help but be made to PUS. Especially since Claudio's table was next to mine and we'd moan "PRE-U SEMMMMMMM" whenever we saw each other. Haha. But Team Hoi Hoi's a really nice group and I guess we bonded a bit.
Camp food was bad, but edible as usual, with familiar looking carpet-fish and worm-carrots. :\ There were lung-watermelons too. What is it with people and sick descriptions of food!? Mein Gott.
The first day was mainly theoratical stuff with random games thrown in here and there. Memorable events include the Student Council re-enacting Star Wars and the rough game where we were all man-handled by the instructors. :\
THE SECOND DAY WAS PHYSICAL HELL FOR ME. PERIOD. 15km around Pulau Ubin is no mean feat for me. It's death. Death 100 times over and I still can't believe that I did it. But I embarrassed myself by leading my group to the wrong route during my turn. Sorry guys! Sea-rafting was uber fun~! I created a depression in the barrel with my heavy weight. Hoho
What I learnt during the LTC? My ideas of leadership were either reinforced or moulded into new ones. I was reassured of my own leadership qualities, those that people have been identifying me with for years, and well, I am an open book.
The farewell-dinner was like. Woah. Processed meat wrapped in digestive tracts never tasted so good. Uhm, sausages, that is.
I need to do a write-up on the camp and what I've learnt for Charles. :( I don't want to do it. Nyeeeh.
CIP account will be posted some other time.
I received a very unwanted text-message from PChua yesterday
I've hardly been having any poetic or prose-ish inspiration lately. There's this emptiness, a void, a vacuum in me. Writer's block I suppose.
Get a hold of yourself, you dimwit! How are you going to even get into NUS Arts Fac at this rate? Your exams are less than three weeks (two, even!) away and here you are, casting Hobsbawm away for LJ. Get a grip, stop mulling around and thinking about things, objects, situations which you will never have. Pull your sleeves, your pants and your heart up.
Dreams are just dreams. They hardly come true.
So said the jaded teenager.
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meet:Meggy
Date: 2005-06-10 09:10 pm (UTC)you rawk though,
will you add my sorry ass?