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.Sunday, August 31, 2003 ' 8:55 PM Y
Just came back from the nominated jp camp... very sleepy. Fun camp!!! Let me describe in detail now. We arrived at Costa Sands resort at 7.30a.m (supposed to anyway... that mai4 lao2 shu2 fen3 de4 7.35a.m then reach *BOO!!!!*) anyway, after arriving, we were sent to the wadeva hall(a room that we almost freeze to death later but i will leave it for later k...) ,feeling frozen( it was raining heavily outside). After waiting for around half an hour( cannot blame them lah, lotsa ppl haven reach yet...), the camp finally started. Coach Jo introduce herself as our facilitator and she ask us stuff( i will not say wad it is cos you will be bored to death) anyway, after the rain stopped, we went out to play. Exciting games!!! I got forfeit twice though. Nothing else major happen. (unless you count that a dog frightened me as one) Then the talks begin and we played games along the way.It was enriching though. Oh ya... we played some thing where we write our name on a card and somebody else have to pick up and write something nice. Thanks for your encouraging words, Jacqueline, Shu Ting and( I think) Lynette!!! ( I wun thank you Eunice tan and pok though cos ur words were very bo liao) Another major event was the confidence night trail where we walk in the mangrove swamp. It was scary. Pok, who was supposed to walk with me only in one part of the trail was singing t" deep in my heart in a out of tune voice to keep us calm.But instead it was even scarier. No thanks to you Pok. One of my frens fainted while some cried. But it was oso fun lah.There was no way we could sleep that night. Not only was the bed hard( imagine sleeping with a metal bar poking you from behind), it was freezing as well . the only person who slept well was pok(who seem oblivious to anything even if the sky drop down). It was freezing cold and even with a jacket and long pants, it feels as though we are frozen( Eunice teeth were chattering very loudly beside me). And some more, everytime eunice wake up( which is every i hr) she would report wad time it is. Finally morning came and we listen to the EXCOS comment about us. Gotta admit, some of those comments really hurt as they made it sound like we did not contribute to our teachers' day item. But it is for our own good lah.Then we went home in Jia Wei's father's car. End off here then... It was really a fun camp.

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.Wednesday, August 27, 2003 ' 8:39 PM Y
Finally!!!! Teacher's day is coming and wad does it mean??? Two days of holiday!!! oh man... oh yah... reminder to joli toh si min... u owe me and joyce potato chips hah... remember hor... good luck fer ur piano exam too!!!!

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