Yay, June camp finished. My soft bed, my pillow, my bolster, my blanket.... Ahh, i miss them so much. I have mixed feelings for this camp.
Sure, the camp has good instructors which are funny ( a very important point) and efficient. The food is ok for the first two days but i am not satisfied with the fact that they add in housefly and mosquisto with the dining guests. At first, we are all happy and making merry, joking and all.
Until Miss Yeo famous speech. Oh wow, we are all hyped up after our jungle walk which left us smelly and sweaty, not to mention in a bad mood. I expected lengthy speech that will bore me to tears but the wonderful and convincing content in the speech Miss Yeo make me speechless.
Wow, i never know that the students under the leadership camp are being subsidised more than the cultural and outdoor groups. Amazing, to think that we complain that we sleep in a tent that attract more creatures that have a knack of making u itchy and annoyed and those other students are sleeping in air-conditioned room and having more free time than our sleep time.
We should be lucky that we have experienced all these privileges and i can't imagine the envious face of other people when they hear of our training. Miss Yeo talk as if we should be indebted to the school for all these and be thankful and not to complain.
I will be convinced if not for the fact that the teachers are also sleeping in air-conditioned rooms, especially Miss Yeo herself. She says we, as the leader of Nanhua, should lead by example. Yeah, wonder why as also a leader of the school, she never have the same treatment as us. Perhaps if she goes through the same training as us, she will not talk so much rubbish.
Ok, i gotta admit it. The last 2 nights at the hotel are fun and make me feel it worth my money but come the city tour. I spent more time sleeping on the bus then listening to the tour guide raving about Malacca and asking questions about castrated bulls and female cow.
I am sure the history and cultural heritage of Malacca are interesting but they should be told to the cultural group and nt us. D-paradise and mini malaysia take the icing off the cake and i am traumatised by the mosquioes who are bent on making our walk hell.
Well, there are lots more complain i gonna make but i better stop. Nonetheless, at least people like Kian ann ( not exactly but still considered), Jonathan yap, Chao Tsien, Daniel tan, Beng lim, Posh, the girls and Jun hao make the trip bearable.
Cheerios.
PS: A castrated bull is called a bullock but the tour guide never tells us about the female cow name or if she has said, i never listen.
Entry @ 6:03 AM;
Sunday, June 24, 2007