I was SUPPOSED to write something, about Teenstreet, which was still fun, and more educational compared to the previous instalment (to me anyway). - Joy
But. Succumbed to a bad bad sorethroat that feels like knifes stabbing your throat (merely implying that its a really severe one) followed by a dry cough which sent me whooping around, and still does, at time of typing (though, not so often now) -Pain
And in the midst of it all, started to realise that life from 2009 onwards would no longer be the same, ever again. - Melancholy
I could stop here if I'd liked to. But its pretty superficial if left this way, eh?
Lets start with what filled me with:
Joy
..sort of
Some say Teenstreet 2008 ain't as good as in 2007, in some number of ways, I'd have to agree. (Eg. in terms of food, duration of camp, etc)
But....
(yes yes, there HAS to be a 'but', somewhere)
I thought this years was a bit more educational compared to last years installment, not that last years wasn't that educational, just that I learned and realised some facts that I knew not before. Feel free to ask if you'd like to know more. I won't want to be preaching, yet.
But yeah, it was fun that it provided a reprieve from the near-monotonous (but still quite enjoyable, due to games) life I've been leading since SPM ended. Looked forward to testing out my new friend-making skills and techniques the D&D (Dance and Drama, not Dungeons and Dragons). I was involved in the drama part and..lets just say it was a fun experience, and a shocking one for my friends. Hehe. I had thoughts of doing dance too but after remembering how crap I was in dancing in a workshop last year I thought.."meh, maybe not" though I guess I might have slight regrets bout not joining dance too, considering its my last time as a participant.
On one of the Interact sessions on the 4th day of camp, had a full 90 minutes of football (or, at least i think its 90 minutes). First ever. Though, put it simply, the pole denied me a goal, and led to my teams defeat. -.-
My NET (just think of it as a group) was awesome. Felix (coach, the 'ketua', so to speak), Alexander, Max, Jeremiah, Raymond Jeff, Levi and myself. And our NET has the..unique honour of being the only group with an assistant coach (Levi). Best part was, we could have fun when we wanted to, and be serious when the need arises. And imagine, having my NET coach as my drama director too. I actually prayed that he'd be...reasonable. haha. But shucks, I missed the opportunity to take a NET pic as remembrance as Jeremiah had to leave a bit earlier. Guess I'll have to wait for the official group pics to be posted on the website and nab it off then -.-
In a nutshell, its fun, educational, and managed to meet a few new people mainly through the Drama team and through Gabs. And some random pics from the camp.
And.....in your face Gab-sicle!
Flashed right in your face, and you were none the wiser.=P
If only I had something better than a plastic ruler...
ps: click the link to find out more.
people keep telling me how "fun" it'll be to work with an 'ang moh' but c'mon, shes still human like the rest of us, no?
Or maybe you might, if your pesky bro helps =P
Traffic jams, good ol' Malaysian style.

Damn, if only it was mine.
Me: muah muah, darling baby.Gabs : mhmm always be my baby...
Ze drama performance. Enjoy.
Alas, good things have to come to an end, headed back from camp, back to the monotony, that is everyday life.
And then,
Pain
arrives with a bang.
on the day I did my pre-L driving part, later I got a fever and succumbed to what would be 7 days (and counting) of sorethroat-that-feels-like-knifes-stabbing followed by dry whooping cough the major nemesis that has essentially doured
Cough caused a few sleepless nights for me. pfft. No better way to celebrate the festive season eh?
Melancholy
...strikes hard.
End of form 5 life. And along with it goes my extended induced laziness,
Not like anyone would.
Hitting full throttle and maintaining at top gear seems to be the name of the game from next year onwards, soon enough it'll be university life and then...gasp...
...working life.
it'll snowball all the way. Man...not a very pleasant thought. But, as the saying goes...
its change I have to believe in.





















