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Thursday, January 28, 2010
sec4 camp a blast.
best camp ever.



day one


we are group six. instructor esmond :)

cheers on bus.

we call esmond, spiderman.

icebreaker game.

one dan jump into the water, BOOM!. one maid went to the market, yes ma'am ._.

chicken dance. whoo!

chief charles = chin chow.



amusing race. the noise we made in the mrt,ahaas, the stupid sun we had to endure. around town in pe attire. lack of water. we were "dying" but we still go on. the art house. the birthday song. the skit we made to the friendly guy. the debate at the speakers corner. acting cute. the time we ran from clark quay to city hall. cheering along the roads. gulping down slurpee's.



annnnnnnnnd rendall came! :D



spiderman become sick ): esmond wasn't there to lead our group... ):



the song linger



candle war. remember guys,we didn't cheat!.



day two



rise and shine. spidey became okay :D :D



but me, i had sunburn and lost voice. fever.



casualty challenge. the multiple puzzles we did. cracked our brains. 2blind. 1mute. 1 no leg. 1 no arm. the ali baba thing,ahaas. then we had to think of dance steps. thats where we were stress when we saw other groups. thats where we panic. then arguements.


casualty challenge. did 800 jumping jets.



told the class, we will do it for michelle. cos i know if michelle was there with us, we would do it. :D michelle, we miss you. in the end we did it. GO 4/4!!!



we did the leapord crawl. hand bleeding. the wheel thingy. we were like reindeers.heehees. the budha claps.

the injuries and sun burns were worth it. right guys?..


campfire night. the saddest part of all. ): ):
many cried and cried. the hugs. the tears. the shouting. the cheering. the dance.

chi ku cha. xi shua shua. so you think you can dance. luqman won!!! best dancer! :D :D :D

instructir dance. then the sad song played. hug friends and cried.

shouted " 3 cheers for michelle. hip hip hooray! hip hip hooray! hip hip hooray! "


day three

the day we left the campsite
cant bear to leave.
the last song we sang together as a cohort before we leave the campsite.


Mm-hm I want to linger here
Mm-hm a little longer here
Mm-hm a little longer here with you

Mm-hm it's such a perfect night
Mm-hm it doesn't seem quite right
Mm-hm that it's my last night here with you

Mm-hm and come September
Mm-hm we'll all remember
Mm-hm our lasting friendship true and strong

Mm-hm and as the years go by
Mm-hm I remember this and sigh
Mm-hm this is goodnight and not goodbye

last of all,

esmond i miss you ): ):

i miss camp.

we'll always remember this camp.

4/4 oiiiii! whoosh!

group sex, me love you.