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Muhd Fitri Bin Khamis
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Singapore Polytechnic
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Sunday, May 15, 2005

I should give two thumbs up to CSCC for organizing such a great camp, man. It was really way above my expectations. Maybe I'm too used to secondary school life. If that's so, thanks a lot for introducing me to the poly life! But before i crap about the fun and exciting part of the camp, I'd like to start with the bad. boo hoo hoo....

i know i'm quiet and maybe 4 days isn't enough for me to open up my hard shell but even if i don't others in my group sure do. btw, my group name was 'ashura' which means ship in japanese. i was fine with it since the theme of the camp was about pirates and stuff but i got a friend name ashyura. so, the feeling was quite wierd for me everytime i got to cheer for the group and stuff. it's like i'm bowing down and looking up on to that friend of mine! no offence to her. she's a good friend of mine. moving on people, there are quite a few characters in my group, especiallt the guys la. there's one name alvin who acted big, though he's small in size and wanna act gentleman. he irritates me la, can't stand him. he thinks he's such a big shot that girls are impressed with his charisma. dream on! if i was a girl, i won't! then there's this dave who is more crappier than jia hong and louder than joanne ling. he's not lame but his actions really speakes louder than words. no doubt he's the joker of my group. but i don't really tune in to the same frequency as him. but he was really funny when he was dressed as a 'shim', with those big and fake boobs made of balloons. worse still, they burst when he was playing with them on stage, presenting himself as a transvestite from thailand. there's this 'psycho' whom the whole group avoided too.not being bad la but he's...yeah a psycho in short.

as for the girls, the one who stood out was grace. always seem to scream everytime. and i find irritating too. so high-pitched. scream for the tiniest reasons like when being pushed around while trying to pick a ball in a game. sigh. nothing more to say. there's two more outstanding characters. xin yi's a very very tall girl. some say she's pretty but i don't, only among my group members la. but xueli is cute and tanned. can't be blamed. beach girl.

my 'mummy' was like a dynamo. small and active. her voice doesn't seem to break though. high-pitched and loud despite her petite size. she's cute la though likes to pose like being 'act cute' for pictures. 'daddy' was a sentimental guy. like kenneth, he listens to songs like 'country road'. oh my gosh. but being the 'toilet paper', he's always needed. and i can never forget him being the 2004 shim beauty pageant winner, dressed like a prostitute like those seen in the red light district. doing pole dance some more! oh man, how much worse can it get... but thanks anyway for taking care of ashura!

one thing i've never experienced before in my life is a night walk. though i've got company, but it's a her so like you know, where got male version of ghosts?!?! anyway, she was human all the way to the end. we had to go through corridors after corridors guided by just the light sticks. expected was like dustbins being thrown, loud screams and occasional banging of doors. but there's this tall black figure standing at the last section of the whole night walk which we had to walk thorugh a long corridor. taller than me. coincedence or not, there's a light stick placed strategically at near the figure la. but i don't dare to pick it up and shine it to the figure. scared la then what! who knows it's not part of the night walk. die. i saw a japanese doll also, those type that come in pairs la and suppose to 'cry' when seperated from the partner but i didn't know about this tale until the group leaders told me. so, yeah.. another lucky break. we only shouted/screamed once thoughout and i think the girl screamed because i shouted la. heh. that was in the long tunnel, when a shout and scream was let out together by two group leaders unexpectedly. but somehow, i believe sp is 'dirty'. being 50 years old now and having survived the WWII, sure have la. there are blocks from t1 to t22 but you'd never find a t13, instead there's a t12a. if you happen to find a t13, please don't tell me ah.

i broke my virginity in this stuff that i thought i'd never ever do in my life. clubbing. yeah, it's inside sp, in one of the rooms whereby they set up all those disco stuff up and play club hits. no boozing allowed though, only the water cooler outside. i did danced, but very stiff ah. haha! only to songs like rnb and pop, not techno. i damn hate it. the thought of it can make my eye bleed. furthermore, you can't sing to techno songs, no kick. can't feel the atmosphere. hey, actually, clubbing is quite nice! haha. what an experience. after around 2 hours in a room filled with grape-flavoured smoke, i felt i had enough ah. they started to play techno songs too, so out i went. dizzy man. and damn the camp leaders lor. it was the last night and they say we all are not supposed to sleep or we will have drawings all over our body. after all those clubbing till 5 ah, i had enough. i tried to take cat naps but the camp leaders camp once every five minutes! make me so fed up that i just slept till the next morning and had their 'signatures' on my legs and hands. what the....

if you think that's bad enough, this is worse. the freshies had to walk blindfolded though 'obstacles' at the campsite, eating stuff like longan filled with wasabe along the way. and as if rolling though a pit filled with cold water and mud wasn't bad enough, i was bombarded with milo powder, flour and poured a pail of cold water right from the top of my head to the tip of my toe. song bo! and my hair was like hardening up with all those flour. yikes. i can sleep halfway through lor. the game lasted around 2-3 hours until when i wanna sleep, i realised it was 2.15 am. sian. i was deprived of my precious sleep throughout the whole camp.

personally, i feel the whole camp was fun and memorable. only if i had the chance to have better mates like those whom i got to know from other groups, the whole thing would be perfect. maybe next time. i'm like so damn 'black' right now, almost camouflaged when night falls. wohoo! poly life i see is like so much interesting. you balance up work and play. maybe i join floorball as my cca. it really caught my eye. perhaps i'll leave that later. i wanna stuff my stomach with food right now. damn hungry....

fitri penned this at 1:40 PM