Friday, December 31, 2004

sara camp

im back from my camp! darker and fatter. not taller, tho. i wanna grow taller!! haha. i was hoping to grow to 175cm by the end of dec but seems like its a false hope. its ok. dont spoil my day.
yea. its the last day of 2004.
i've got exactly 6 hours left to fulfill my 2004.
back to my camp adventure. one hell of a week i had at SARA boathouse. yea. it was a rowing camp, if u're wondering. so the schedule for 5 days was simple. 7.30am- row 11.30am- row 5pm- row. yup. sounds lyk torture camp aye? but i had lots of fun, mind u. nono. no sarcasm. really. we slept in bunks. (oh this isnt the fun part). it was as filthy and dusty as my cabin classroom i had to bear for a year. plus with more cicaks and mosquitoes and annoying white flies and other unclassified insects of all types, colours and sizes. and the air con was super cold especially at night and it had to rain almost every night. and the mosquitoes couldnt resist my sweetness and...ok, i'll stop complaining.
well the fun part is getting to know this group of fun loving blardy vulger and annoying but still really nice creatures. my roommates are my rowing partner whom im gonna row with for the upcoming competition and a really sweet and wacky coach. well, i got to know this group of coral sec boys. crazy disgusting noisy irritating pervertic naughty but still nice boys. haha. their vocab is so limited, all that could come out from their mouths were, mother die, father die, wah lau, champion, no good, see-bay-too-lan and fierce ahh ~ im serious. u could prolly predict what they will say next. they have champion handphones with fierce speakers and fierce mp3 players. they're prolly going tru that "pervertic" stage of their lifes lyk yishin. so they get a little disgusting at times. despite that, i thot they were really cute! and fun to be around with. i'll try to post their picts. but that would prolly be next year. haha. get it, next year~
("-_-)
so, training was ok. except when the sun is blardy hot and when we had to sprint lyk hell. otherwise, rowing was kinda fun.
and im lovin' it.
another fun part of the camp was the in betweens. after training, we would sit down together and eat and crap. i was hanging out with those boys. i was amazed by the wonders of bluetooth technology. we took photos using one of their champion hps and sent them to my pocketpc. they're blardy vulgar, u know? i even called them bastards once cuz i was so fedup with their vulgarities. and they went, "fierce sia~"
the best part had to be the last day of camp. no farewell campfire crap lahh. we had a wonderful morning row, spoilt by the rain which went on and off. we had a big breakfast, including the usual eat together and crap. then it rained lyk shit so we played pool until noon. it was blardy fun, i tell u. i dont remember the last time i laughed that much. haha. it was really nice. i miss them all already.
so, as a first-timer in winning eleven and pool, i drew my coach in winning eleven and won him twice in pool. oh, he's supposed to be the unbeatable one, u see.
oh yea, kinda "skipped" camp on wed to go to my 203 bbq, which turned out kinda fun but the time passed blardy fast. then, i travelled to east coast to my 402's chalet which was kinda fun, too! ooohhh!!! fun week! now, i feel much better!!! my last week of 2004 was filled with lots of fun!!! muahahaha.
so, i hope u had ur share of fun. but meanwhile, think about those who have lost their loved ones in the deadly tsunamis. gawd. call me siao ahh and right after i say this, go touch wood and say, "choy", but i think the world is gonna end.
okok. i wont be scary mary~ check out today's straits times. the sports section mind u. not the front page where they list the people dead or missing in the tsunami. haha. semangat sikit ahh. my name's in the papers!!! and its me of course. not another saiyidah aisyah.
in need of some miraculous whitening lotion,
me *=)

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