Life In Camp

Thank God when I came back, at least 2 posts have already been up. Well done Jal!
But you my friend, are crossing over to the dark side. The moment you start admiring the clothes from KLCC, I'd dare say you've sold your soul to Jimmy Choo and his possies.

The camp was mad. It was so insanely crazy and fun I can't even post half of its happenings here in the blog. Most of the things that happened needs to be told face-to-face, with added sound effects.

But just for teasers, heres a few highlights of what happened.

As you obviously noticed, the man who got left behind (Jal), on our first day of camp, it rained so hard and long, I was beggining to think that Tsunamis can occur despite the absence of the Ocean. It was nothing short of the word, BURST. We had to dig drains with our hands, scoup the flooding water with mass tins and even worst, the water kept coming back!
OH-MY-GOODNESS.

Then we had to go chop those dumbo bamboos (in the rain) so we could built ourselves a sleeping place. By the time everything was up and ready, it was already so late I couldn't even see Huey Ee when she shouted in the dark, and we were so hungry the mud water started to look like tasty NESLO. It was seriously that bad.

To make matters worst, the structure we built for the girls wasn't strong enough and when Huey Ee (you know la how fat she can be) slept on it, in the middle of the night the whole bamboo split into HALF. I AM NOT EXAGGERATING.

That burst girl shouted sooo loud all of us thought we were attacked by some raging pontianak and nobody could sleep after that. Sigh, it was a pretty bad day I tell you.

The second day faired much much better. Though we were woken up by that burst Seck Houng, with his pasar malam voice (aided by Chee Kong) and he was hitting the cangkul with a hammer that made such an annoying sound. The whole world woke up just so we could brush our teeth and pick rubbish up from around the campsite. Sacre bleu.

And then when we had free time, all of us wanted to play Mafia which is such a stupid game. Florence was the game master and we all kept losing thanks to the likes of Alwin, Huey Ee and me. We killed the King once, and voted the King out again. Seriously, dumbo villiage wan. All the mafias ended up killing us every night until when Florence announces each round we were already so confident that it was going to be a "bloody night".

The third day was much much better. We had the most fun that day. We climbed a waterfall, had delicious meals and had our campfire at night. It was such a dumbo campfire as well, cause we made up some award show thing to give out medals to people that we vote for certain categories. And then Cheeks made the patrols sing SUPER SLUTTY SONGS.

It was sick to see Seck Houng sing Gimme More with actions.
Florence and her patrol had to figure out how to sing Im a Slave 4 you without bass.
Alwin and his patrol...... haihhhhhhhhhhh.... well they sang Candy Shop with all the wrong tunes, so it sounded like a poem of someone making love to another person. We could hear everything that 50 cent wanted to say in that song. At least the original song had music to cover up his dirrty lyrics. But in Alwin's case, we heard EVERYTHING.
My patrol did Kylie Minouge's Can't Get you Out of My head. Nothing much there, just alot of "la la las".

Then the camp ended and here I am posting what I think is the highlights of the camp. Many other stuff happened of course, but I'll leave some for Cheeks to tell. All in all it was such a good camp, I wish you could have been there Jal. It would have been nice to see you in action in the jungle.

And I'm sure you would have wanted to see Seck Houng sing Gimme More. It was priceless. *wink*

And about that Golden Compass movie, Its such a bitch to watch isn't it? Do tell.