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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

I have returned from the horrors of goldwing and đмлдіŕ 08 annual camp. Lemme start with the gold wing.
Gold Wing
magical experience. It was fun memorising the notes for the test that was too easy for even maran. Was supposed to meet the rest of the doofusses to take the mrt to eunos together. However, I managed to be late for all three days. That made me feel good. On the first day, the highlight was the rabbani incident O.o. Bravely approaching john, he requested for a girl's number. It was meant to be a joke but john went and asked the girl anyway. Eventually he got the number, but she left out the most important piece of the puzzle. The last number of the number. Therefore, everyone was trying to figure it out. At last, he managed to stop trying. However, he did give her his msn.

On the second day, I met herman the st pats cadet. I found out his name and that he lived next to my school. However, he DID attempt to beat me up after the first 57 seconds he knew me, resulting in a bruise somewhere in his pants.

On the third day, i laughed at herman every chance i got and tried to study all the complex information that was on the notes. Fortunately, the test was too easy but I was confident I would pass. I then went back to school to help out in the woodcutting works. It wasn't easy. The hours were long and the pay was low to none. However, I had mr bernard's face in my head and that image spurred me on for the rest of the day.

đмлдіŕ 08 annual camp
Finally, i had a chance to shine. Sec 3 cadets were supposed to be there by 6.35pm. I arrived fashionably late, as usual. Late by just 35 minutes. A record, even for me. So i went to my platoon's bunk and saw three cadets lying on the floor. We got off to a good start and so marked the start of the camp.

I thought that this camp would be a fun and enjoyable one. However, imran came. that made it more fun and enjoyable. So my platoon started with 500 points. Plus imran's middle finger to nazirul, and his singing of "Take you there - Sean Kingston" on the walkie talkie used by the camp heads, we had 390 points. However, we never gave up. We continued our laughing and before we knew it, we were in third place. We remained there for the whole duration of the camp. We also had the platoon song - "Take you there - Sean Kingston"because imran kept singing it, and it got stuck somewhere in our heads.

This was my most said quote of the camp. About 34 to 35 times i think, someone kept count for me. "Imran, how many times do I have to tell you? This is NOT your mother's house" May sound stupid but he really did act like it was.

Last year's quote of the camp was maran's. "This is not a holiday camp, this is a tough camp." You had to be there to understand it.

Ending my post here, i would like to end it with a song. Therefore..

Chirad
goaled @ 10:25 PM

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