wb and sy..2 type of extreme end drivers at the front. meticulous vs reckless and all the singing and crapping lighten up the mood. we even think of ways to skip the camp (obviously jokingly) but to the extend of cursing ourselves meeting with accident when we were near sgh. then when sy said "finally can get onto the right lane. chiong ah". jy was like screaming out "ahhh that was wat i fear tat she'll say tat out all these while" and obviously wb was nagging beside. tsktsk.
bathed and packed bag at home then headed towards changi jetty. hi to bumboat again. ooo the rover was at the ubin jetty waiting for us lo. we felt like stars.haha..super dark la..they're really pro drivers. to noordin campsite..and happie bday to jacky with the choc chip sara lee which was bought last min from changi village.
early next morn...kim was using xiaomei's wrapping paper (which she later expressed disgust haha) to hit a xiaoqiang in the kitchen. faintz..he's obviously not a marksman. we kept luffing la...none of his hits was near to the pest.
then we got to meet xiaohuas, one of which is called tom..really a pretty cat though i hate cats. i cant deny tat tom is a real beauty, with its fluffy tail. one xiaohuang aka xiaobai likes to ravage thru the garbage and gave us a hard time washing the floor later.tsktsk.
luffter, tears, hatred, disapproval, disgust, and sweat...violence (well perhaps from me only). since last yr, i've been wanting to plunge the sword right into the flesh and stirred the insides be4 pulling the bloody blade out and perhaps poke a few more holes to let the red liquid out from a few more outlets. this is not enuff to express my disgust. i'm just simply appalled.
the older we get, the more experiences we had, the more confirmation we got from successful events reinforced the strong belief within ourselves that our method is the best way out. everyone just want it their own way. a good leader is also a good follower. no. i disagree. it is: a good leader is a good team player. how much miscomm and lack of coordination have put the organisers at risk, to be vulnerable to challenges posed by competent trainees. how obvious it is to smoke thru. the amt of red tape involved. sigh it's definitely enuff. i hate hierachical org structure. arrogance and abuse of authority. inhumanity and the misinterpretation of gong si fen ming. nights after nights of debrief and discussion. when will it end?
nonethelesss, it's now all over. i must thank and apologise to my good pals who had been giving me support all these while, absorbing all my nonsensical outbursts. sighz this course is just training me to be rude and impudent, indifferent to my surrounding and caring less of others. sobz. i congratulate those who compromised their styles with others' and reaching a win-win concluding situation. those who yi yi gu xing and xiu shou pang guan to others, i hope that i wont see them again. it's too torturous for me to ignore. i miss sq4 style. our objective of joining the course and being campfire comm is plainly to have fun. all of us so craaapy. no stress and no strain. we dun view probs as probs. taking things too hard; having full concentration on one issue at the expense of others; shifting the focus and messing up the original plan (sq 4 doesnt even a PLAN to start with) are just not our styles. sorrie peeps to chase ya ooc, biting thru teeth to fall into the possible zone of being classified as irresponsible. nahhh...u are not irresponsible in some of our eyes. love ya all.
