my camp (literally....)

last week was so bz. happenin. hectic. well, let's see... firstly it was da 1st ever canteen prefect leadership trainin camp. n i'm so bangga 2 say dat *ahem* pls excuse da swollen-headedness... i was so priviledged 2 be da 1 2 handle it all. as in organize, plan it out, u get da picture. n yeah, as da oh-so-cliched sayin " with great power cums greater responsibility" .... i felt it too. a lot of it. btw, who wud haf ever tot of spidey as a wise proverb maker.... 2 ponder upon it later. so, as i was sayin... stress, lot's of it.... tension... carryin lotssa burdens on my poor back... dat was wut happened 2 me weeks , or shud i say months b4 da camp even started. but, for wut it's worth (n all my whinin n grumblin... hehe... pls excuse it), i think i did a pretty gr8 job (now dun go all eye-rollin at me) n heck! i enjoyed meself n i'm sure it'll benefit myself in da near-far future. hopefully. now, i wun go in2 da details of da camp... i'm exausted even thinkin abt it cos most of my memories of ze camp were abt hollerin at dem 2 " faster!!", "hurry up... HURRY UPP!!!", " u can't do dat... " & da most famous... " Everyone, gather here NOW! or marks will be deducted". hehheheh... i like power *evil grin*. but i also hate havin 2 repeat myself 10 times a day n naggin ppl. omgosh! i do nag... n i'm sososo outta prac with bloggin. i jz can't think n string a word-perfect, understandable, hilarious, simple but complicated sentance anymore. i need my streamyx bac. urgently. i've got so many things 2 say, but time (n my mom) is pressin. in otha words... i need internet bac or my life'll be so miserable!!! jz kiddin....

stoopid camps.

i feel like a fool now. choices! hah! wut choices do i hv wen i can't even go? yeah, dat's rite! i can't go for traplex cos there's no space left for me. well, if dey wan 2 lose ( haha, perasan case) wif all da jrs... den, wtv. i mean, i jz wanted 2 help wut. but, whu cares! i dun. ok, dat's nt true. i'm disappointed n feelin unwanted rite now. but wtv! YOU chose UR ppl... YOU'LL regret tis!! yea, wen u lose... badly n humiliate our sch. jz so u noe, i dun care anymore... cos i'll be gone by den. da guides' r goin down anyway. they'll nvr, EVER, be as gd as us. u savvy??

on 2nd thoughts... dis might cum across as realli childish n immature but yea, i'm prob childish n immature too.

while we're on da sub of camps (grrr....hate dat word), i betcha nvr knew how hazardous de effects on camps hav towards certain ppl.

a lil' bird told me jz de otha day:
~a certain pl from pfs was so stressed out abt his camp preps ( his members wudden help him) dat he managed to successfully peel his whole toe-nail out! dis guy has MAJOR stress issues man!
~also, sum1 (anotha pl who's also from dat sch) was too overwhelmed by da workload ( or was it frustration?) dat he cried.

now dat's realli wut camp life is all abt. da stress, da agony, da glory. yupez. makes 1 wonder wut profit 1 gets outta all dis.

continuation..... wUt hAppeNed neXt

to cut to da chase, we had cabaran (as usual). i didn't enjoy cabaran dis yr. prob cos i wasn't into it n my pl took my cabaran card away halfway thru n left me wanderin around aimlessly wif ntg 2 do. got into real depression mode den. but luckily, da previous yr's seniors came at dat time (includin u-noe-who... haha....), so, it wasn't dat bad anymore cos dey kindda lifted our moods.

n later, 2nd campfirenite. dis time, without da fire, dat is. but it was fun. i got 2 act. yea, but da act was realli umm... nt too gd compared 2 last yr. da sound system was bad... no prac wutsoever n it was altogether vry kelam kabut.

b4 i forget... a kind act i received from andrew. i rmb every kind gesture no matter how small ( i try to). o yeah, we ( da ppl actin) had 2 stand outside in da rain ( how stupid) n i was sayin dat i was so wet n all dat. den he (andrew) kindly offerred me his windbreaker as a shelter. aww... dat was vry chivalrous of him.

day 3

ntg much happened. jz da usual, inspection in da mornin, da mad rush 2 complete our log-book, n finally... strikin camp. oh, it was so sad.... our tower n gateway looked so magnificent! n later, transportin bamboo outta da campsite. i think i must've screamed at lotsa juniors 2 pull their weight n help around. den.... sobsob..... we went home... i'm jz so saddat we didn't get 2 spend more time together. hopefully, we'll still meet n greet each otha durin otha things n all dat.

picture up dere : my whole sub-camp. luv yea dark wingz.... ( tho it's a weird name)

2nd day

lemme think... wut happened durin da 2nd day. well, dere was...

1. walk 2 scotland rd library to use da internet (JOTI).
nt a vry fun walk i might add. it took us a long time 2 reach n cum bac bcos of da jit sin ppl who were a-strollin all da way. haiyoo.... dat's nt how ppl in pg walk guys... . met jocelyn dere studyin (she gave us sweets, haha) . by da time we got 2 go into da comp room ( we had 2 take turns bcos of da crowd), it was stinkin! badly. well, wut d u expect? sweat, B.O., n who noes wut else mingled 2gether.
so anyway, we got 2 use da comps. gotta sign in n stuff on da joti website. i had sum probs wif our coordinates so, ws came 2 help. we were like

denise: ( scrollin up n down)... wut?
ws: scroll right, right...
denise: oh... (scrollin)
ws: nt dere, dat's antartica la.... up!! no, right...
denise: wut?? (lookin blur)
ws: (frustratedly) cum, lemme use da mouse.
denise: (holdin tightly 2 da mouse, n refusin 2 hand it ova). nooo....i can do it.
a few moments later...
denise: oh, dere it is. ( pointin cursor at an island)
ws: no, dat's langkawi
denise: oh. ( maluation)
n finally... after much difficulty, i found it. tok abt attractin embarrassment wherever i go. ross tot dat he was quite patient wif me, but i tot otherwise. i felt dumb lar ok....

-to be cont'd-

1st day.... continuation

dis is us ( te, ross n mua) . n dis thing here is our baby. it actually works u noe. if u step on da pedal, da lid opens. not bad huh? n dis pic was taken minutes b4 strikin camp. it was like killin ur own flesh n blood to take it apart...

where was i? o yea... da d.u. so, we took de whole afternoon 2 build it (i hv no idea y it took so long wen we cud actually finish it in a few hrs, weird...) . by da time we finished, it was almost 6pm. tired, sweaty n hungry... we trooped into da hutment 4 dinner (which was char bee hoon) n every1 ate outta da fryin pans. dere was even a nail in 1 of dem. quite gross i noe, but dis is camp life man.... it's all abt roughin it out in da [almost] wilderness, mosquito infested area (hopefully no1 got dengue after dat).

later, da 'official' campfire nite. i was quite blur at dat time cos i was quite sleepy n it was rainin heavily. so, we were sheperded into da HQ (err... coronation's supposedly most sacred place) for shelter. i was like, wtv... i dun even noe wut i'm supposed 2 do in here n y we're waitin 4 so long. but luckily, i had te n guo qiang to tok 2 me. haha... we were actually havin a nice time tokin bad abt sum pesuruhjaya who kept askin every1 2 shaddup wif his bengis face (no other words can describe it, i'm afraid). den finally, as i was abt 2 faint from exaustion (dat, was an exaggeration, unfortunately)... da 'most' awaited VIP, or rather Very Late Person muncul at last. our vry own chief minister. yea, it u read today's newspaper, u wud hv seen de article abt us.

after 2 dreadfully, awfully looooonnnngg speeches abt guidin n scoutin friendships n da new campsite in teluk bahang... we sang negaraku. n den, suddenly, dere was a blackout!! we're tokkin complete darkness here. so lawak. i dunno how many ppl elbowed n grinned at me in da darkness. wen light was restored again, * big sigh* miraculously b4 da song ended... a guy glided down from da tree dey usually use 4 flyin fox (to dose who noe) n got tersangkut halfway. another lawak thing. n after dat, da fire lightin ceremony.

we went bac after HE left. n missed da dance competitions. wut lar... i heard da nxt day dat while sxi was dancin (mybeloved sub-camp) , da pfs-ians (1 HUGE group who came as helpers) laughed n jeered at dem. dat almost started a fight, or so i'm told. sad i missed all dat.

-1st day ends-

my last camp (not quite)

JOTA is over. *burstin into tears* i jz can't believe 3 days jz flew past. come bac.. i haven't had my fill yet!!! oh, n i'm jz missin every1 n everything dere. coronation camp, so many gd n bad memories i have had wif ya.... mostly sweet memories. ahh... dis times i will nvr 4get. n to think dat dis'll be my absolute last yr of attendin scoutin n guidin camps. n i'll nvr see coronation camp again!! cos da powers dat be r shiftin it 2 teluk bahang. ok, now i'm startin 2 tear. mz start tokkin abt gd times, n nt abt da future.

JOTA-JOTI 2005

camp log: day 1 (14-10-05)
time: 1430-2230
place: coronation camp (da 1 n onli)
ur reporter 4 da day: urs truly

i hurried home from sch to eat, bathe n prepare 4 camp. (o, wait, y am i even tellin dis?). after rushin around 2 get ready n pack my stuff, me n te were finally ready n wen off in ross's car. reached coronation at approx 1430 hours. haha... camp speakz... . we were wearin our full uniform (fgu) onli 2 find out dat we didn't hv 2. apala.... make me put in so much effort in wearin my belt onli... .

anyways... dere was ntg much dat we cud do yet cos we had 2 wait until a certain time to start buildin. so, we were jz sittin around n lookin 4 sumthin 2 do. dat was wen dere was a bit of a prob 4 dose who were nt combining wif sxi . a bit of a mix-up. n a huge mess which ended wif te screamin her head off n hackin every1 wif a parang. jz kiddin. but we, as da seniors kindda got quite heated up wif da sortin of da juniors. remind me nvr 2 bring juniors 2 camps ..ever.

n then, da time i was so waitin 4. tying gadgets. we were buggin our pl 2 let us tie eversince b4 da camp started n guess wut we got.... da disposal unit (d.u.) a.k.a tong sampah. but, it turned out quite well. it even had machanisme. like a real dustbin. almost all gal power.


-to be cont'd-

CamPszZ

i'm goin 4 JOTA again dis yr. can't wait. since dis da last yr dat i can go 4 camps, i'm gonna enjoy it like it's my last, which, btw, is my last. so sad...sobsob. n since we had such a 'great' time last yr at jota gettin humiliated n put down by them ... we're makin a comebac! dis time, it's us who'll be doin da bossin around. jz u watch us.muahaha.... well, my last yr of camp shud be memorable afterall... but, such a big pity dat da f5 's wun be dere anymore (scouts, i mean)... it wud hv been GREAT!! n mentally rejuvenating 2 see their faces wen dey realise dat " omgosh! cgl can actually WORK!" hah! we'll see who get's da last laugh dis time. my gosh, i sound like a pendengki, which, i assure u, is purely NMS (nt my style) n onli shown under unfavourable circumstances. savvy? lookin bac, i dun think dey wee DAT mean 2 us. o well... forgive n forget. c'est la vie... such is life.

speakin of which, dey've decided 2 hv yas camp. finally!! it is gd news. vry gd infact. yeayea, it may be a YAS camp, but heck! i'm nt 1 to complain. nvm, da combined efforts of da ex-isca & icca-ians will make dis camp happenin baby!

- wishes fulfilled -
hopefully....

tales of c@mp (conclusion)

da 2nd nite.... campfire nite ... again. dis time it was da acting. realli, realli lawak ler, i tell u. esp shota-shota (combined effort of cgl, sxi n cpt). they were realli gd... but sayangnya didn't win 4 da best sketch. so sad... we deserved 2 win, big time! but bcos st mark had lotsa props n costumes, dey won. cheh!

went 4 nike hike later, so fun... but a lil scary cos we had 2 climb at nite. but we had lotsa torchlights so, it was ok... dat's when we kindda made frens wif t.h. n c.c.f. kindda.

DA LAST DAY

didn't do much on da last day. every1 was kindda sleepy n cranky... 1st thing when we arrived at camp, we were asked 2 kutip sampah. e-v-e-r-y s i n g l e jut, grass wtv... It was da dreaded inspection. where da tua liap ppl will go around checkin4 ur site's cleanliness, gadgets n wut not. so, 2 make da cleanin more effective, da leader sed dat 4 every jut found, da guys wud hv 2 do 1o pumps. haha... dat's when da fun started.

sumbody spotted da mbs (butterworth) guys spyin on us wif their binoculars. they were like" wut r dey starin at huh? spyin on da gals ar? " so dey sed " we'll give dem sumthin 2 spy at". so, all of dem formed a line as if it was like marchin. when da leader gave da command "buka baju" all o dem slowly unbuttned their shirts n stripped. haha... i think we gals were laughin almost 2 da point of peein in our pants at dat time. dey finished their debut wif a

"monday, tuesday, wednesday
binoculars, binoculars everyday!"

n dat, was dat. later, stood in ranks 4 a looonng time.... enuff time 2 analyse hw many guys had nice hair (none), n gd looks (a few)... wut?? if u hv 2 stand still n nt tok 4 a long time, u do stare at ppl u noe.... also, enuff time 2 see 1 guy playin wif a lighter n accidentally burnin his fren's scarve. haha. after da inspection... stood in ranks 4 a long,long,long,long time 4 da closin ceremony. u noe... i realised tt if u jz stood at 1 place 4 a long time (say, abt n hour..) ur legs bcom even more painful than wen ur actually usin dem. trust me... been dere done dat.

results....*drumroll pls* we, we, we.... won! yayyyyy!!!! won 2nd. haha! gotcha didn't i? da saints were soo confident dat they wud be da winners. da look on their faces when we were announced 2nd..... truly a historical moment. haha. den... dey started lookin 4 ppl 2 blame. startin who else...us lo. but it was ok ler... after dat. dey even shook hands wif us wen it was time 2 go home. but, we did win da cleanest campsite. (so u see... pickin up grass was worth it in de end. n so was pumpin 4 da guys after quite a lot of jut were found when we declared it spotless. )
all in all... dis was a great experience n gave me n priss lot's 2 tok abt 4 da comin weeks 2 cum. n shota (2x) 4 us 2 copyright. wudden trade it 4 da world, tho i wud like better treatment 4 our guides.

-finally, da trilogy ends-

he sed bye 2 me! he sed bye 2 me!! ok... crazee de

camp tales... again (par+ 3)

DAY TWO

woke up waayyy... early. groan... but since pris was still sleepin... i went 2 sleep again. woke up later when her mum came 2 tell us dat we had like, abt 15 minutes 2 get ready n be dere. haha! rushed like mad ppl then...real gila! but it didn't matter... dere were a lot o ppl much, much later than us. so... i learnt nt 2 wry n nt 2 be punctual. haha... kiddin.

2nd day.... ahh... wut did we do? o yeah... had cabaran 2day. 1st cabaran, make new frens. seriously. we had 2 let like 8 ppl from different schs sign n write their details on a paper. at 1st, it was kindda awkward, but then... we became bolder, n friendlier... it gave us a chance 2 mingle around wif our counterparts. (got 2 noe k__ . yeayea... i noe.... wtv).

later, we had other cabaran's too. kim's game... mud crawl.... commando's crawl (gt seriously dirty dere)....all dis gave da scouts n oppurtiny 2 sleep.

most memorable qoutes:
+yerr... look at their gateway (st. marks)... so ugly 1.... dunno how 2 build 1. like jungle boy's onli. our's is so much better.
(translated from partly hokkien n english)

+dun u gals hv anythin 2 do?
(memorable A.O quote)

+hey, dun mess wif us la (to da helpers, cos they were mockin us (us : sxi n cgl) 4 nt bein able 2 speak mandarin) . u wanna fight ar?
[scene: nite hike (our turn) we cgl-ians (me, pris, n 2 more f4's) were caught in between. aikz)

+shaddup!
+yes master!
(most memorable quote from T.H n fren 2 C.C.F. when da latter asked da former 2 keep quiet after provokin da helpers)

+ a,b,c,d,e,f,g.... h,i,j,k,l,m,n,o,p...q,r,t,u,.....
(singing abc WRONGLY i might add. in da jungle, at nite)

2 be cont'd....

cAmp tAleS (pAr+ 2)

where was i? dumpin grass into da bushes?aight. we were a sight! sweatin like pigs n lookin soso messy... luckily i didn't hv a mirror at dat time.... or else.... . then, we went 4 dinner. i mean, dinner was nt provided n we had 2 BUY it from da vendors dere which were obviously cheatin us kids outta our money. but wut 2 do? it's an eat or die savin ur $$$ situation.

o yea... b4 dat, had n encounter wif a scout (obviously from DAT sch) abt a parang. hence, da name parang guy.hmm... sounds familiar?? anyways... i was usin da parang 2 chop grass (chop grass??), dun ask me hw i did it... but those were specific instructions which we followed. n so... P.G. asked me 4 da parang. his exact words "hey, lend me da parang 4 awhile", so i handed it 2 him. then, he was like, nt daring 2 take it. i was like"wut?". i handed it 2 him again, n he kept jumpin bac n actin as if it was a snake or sumthin... i think i mz hv looked realli blur at dat time, so he gave me dat 'i-think-dat-ur-a-real-idiot' look, sighed n told me (like a mother ;p), "tis (da sharp side of da blade outwards) is nt hw u pass a parang 1... u wanna kill me ar? dis (blade faced inwards) is how u do it" followed by a demonstration of da correct method. yea... i felt like a 3 yr old child. (sry la... i've nt gt much experience dealin wif sharp objects u noe...).

at nite. we had campfire nite. quite boring realli, but better than da 2nd day's campfirenite. 3/4 of us went 4 da nite hike leavin de other quarter 2 sing out of date songs n crap. den, we did da banana dance.
" bananas unite!
jump banana, jump-jump banana
peel banana, peel-peel banana
cut banana, cut-cut banana
shake banana, shake-shake banana......

n so on.... i 4got da rest de. gt actions 2 it oso. every 1 was doin dat.. so, it was realli fun. hehe... i learnt a new thing. den... balik kampung. onli, it's nt my kampung it's pris's. didn't sleep till 2 i think.

camp tales (P@rT 0n3)

hmm... i was jz thinking. lotsa lawak , n weird stuff happened during da camps tt i went 2. so, i shall humour u wif wut actually happened.

JOTA-JOTI
day 1

went 2 coronation camp at abt 2 sumthin... i think... but 1st, left my stuff (u noe, clothes n all dat) at pris's cos i stayed wif her cos my parents went outstation 4 da weekend. then, fetch cqy n ew there 2. so, we reached dere (btw, it was my 1st time at coronation) n waited 4 our sch's guides 2 come. haha... da alwiz 'punctual' guides of my sch....were, once again... "punctual". my gdness... sum example! yea, da Unit Leader (UL) was da latest. how nice. anyway, as we were waitin in da HQ... we saw da saints scouts (who looked quite mad already) n we actually wanted 2 approach them 2 ask wut we hv 2 do (cos we're combinin wif dem) but decided nt 2 cos they had this pissed look on their faces. scary u noe.

after every1 arrived n we sorted out our papers n money (haikz,.... so unprepared), we went 2 join da scouts in their hutment. n as we trekked up da slope 2 da hutment.... my gdness! i tell u, da looks from da scouts .... if looks cud kill... then i'd be dead. all of dem had tis cold, stony look... like we're prisoners or garbage. so scary... no hi's or welcome or anythin. jz stares. so, anyway... they asked us 2 change into our workin gear cos we had 2 build gadgets n clear da campsite. in our stupidity, no, ignorance is a better word (nt so damaging 2 our egos), we went 2 change in da big toilet/bathroom area. which we later found out tt i was a GUY'S toilet. horror!! tok abt humiliating!!! well... how were we 2 noe....

bac 2 da story. when we went bac 2 da campsite, da subcamp leader (dunno his name but he looks a lot like adrian lim) had a horseshoe 2 brief us on wut 2 do. question n answer.
adrian lookalike: gd afternoon. u're combinin wif us n cpt (silent groans uttered by sum gals
here). so, we've 2 build our tower n gateway. can u all tie square lashings?
cgl-ians: no.....
A. lookalike: tie rubber?
cglians: no...
A. lookalike: then, wut can u do?
cglians: umm....
tis was embarrasing k...n then sum smart mouth said "ntg" which made a lot of guys snicker.
in the end... we gt da most "enviable" job of clearin da grass, shrubs, bushes, anythin dat's green around our site. they had only 1 or 2 rakes n like abt 4 cutters , so, imagine how da rest got on their knees (literally) 2 pluck grass. gila man! plucking grass usin our bare fingers. they asked us 2 collect all da twigs, grass n leaves n dump them into da bushes. i ask u... wut difference does it make?? but we did it anyway. later, i heard horror stories of da scouts picking up a loose pebble n shoving it in front of a gal's face sayin "u said u cleaned da site de. but wut is tis!?".

i gotta chao now. hw 2 do.
-to be cont'd-

i wud like feedbac on wether i shud also include TRAPLEX stories here. n wut u think of it. wow! i'm so polite.. hehe.

da guides of falcon patrol. wut a big difference from 3 months ago... 

TRAPLEX reunion dinner....wonder who r da 3 charming ladies eh? so perasan of me heheh.. That's me, wearing da white dress in da middle... 

and tt's angelin, our ps. 

tt's kiatisak (my pl during TRAPLEX 04) ...exasperated wif us. heheh...sorry man... 

somehow, i do seem to come across as a camp n real into guiding sortof person...tt's wierd bcos i'm not. yeah, i've been to quite a few camps but i stress...guiding is not my life unlike some scouts tt i noe who take scouting very, very seriously. but i guess it pays off for them ler... for example, ppl like wai soon, eddy n hon sern r gonna be da nxt leaders of da troop or so i'm told.
yea, anyway...i was gonna tell abt JOTA. my school's rangers, being wut they are (irrespponsible and very last minute) did not plan properly and told us abt it on da day of da camp itself. so, obviously every1 was unpunctual n unprepared. i was so embarrassed for all of us. The scouts did not take too kindly to us either and i did hear quite a few anti-cgl remarks throughout the camp. but some of them were nice la...n very lawak. especially when they did da sketches n stuff.... they really had me laughing there. Esp this guy, ning khang, if they had a best actor prize...i think he would've gotten it. other than tt...there's ntg much to tell abt it. O yea.. this is really lawak. there was this F1 guy who my friends said had a crush on me... hahaz...imagine... a 13 year old...n me, 15... it was really funny ler. poor guy...

my subcamp. Panthera... quite a cool name dun u think... 

this was my patrol during JOTA 04. my school combined with da SXI scouts. They were not too friendly to us though...prob bcos of da fact tt we came late and totally unprepared...hehe  

campfire nite during isca camp in 2003... had such a great time by da beach with da wind blowing in my face....my wonderful friends, and da dying bonfire (in da background) 

patrol meeting blues

Our first patrol meeting was a disaster!!! Joanne and Phaik Yen came very early and were so bored tt they left to eat lunch with Joanne's boyfriend...i think. besides, only half of da members showed up. And not only tt...we didn't do much at all, only da backdrop. 4 whole hours n all we managed to do was da stupid backdrop!! sheesh...wut a waste of my time.