• mrs khoo was indeed a biology-loving teacher. she couldnt resist the temptation to stop us every now and then to give a lesson. but some were really useful.. haha.
• and from the way she introduced the type of fruit trees like rambutan, durian and banana.. i realised that many RJCians were noobs. they were like OOO...WHICH ONE? gosh. NOOBS.
• xuxin complained of aching feet when we completed less than half the trail. however surprisingly, she was always takin the lead instead of strollin when hotlips at the back. HAHA.
• honey and hotlips were definitely on par when it comes to strikin a conversation and prolonging it to a point where it seems to be never-ending. it really made the journey wholesomely interesting.
• jolene unconsiciously hallucinated herself by talking ALOT that she didnt notice that she walked ALOT too.

returned to the starting point at about 4pm and rested as caramel's and my mouth dripped with envy when many took the effort to take extra steps to buy ice-cream and coconut. BUT SHEESH. some stuff were damn overly-priced. godknows what plan the organizers had for us... the FEEDME grp got to buy stuff and take a car ride to the campsite.. but the rest of us had to like walk 3.5km?! after like walkin 10 over km or more?! WTH? u know how pathetic and exhausted the PROTECTME grp would be and yet we still had to set up the idiot bashars--or wateva u spell it--?! MUAHAHA. we still managed it. thanks to the professionals present. U GUYS ROCK MAN..--quoted frm a rocker who happens to be ME. (:

after the dinner-alike meal.. it was time for night trail.. which is otherwise more PROMINENTLY known as solo walk AND IT LASTED FOR ABOUT 10 MINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yea.. liondance n soccer pple rock.. 4 gals solo-ed compared to 1 guy. HAHA. NICE. girl power mannn. just that i must mentioned it was damn dark n scary under the canopy of trees where moonlight cannot penetrate.. in fact.. i dun see any moon AT ALL. i eventually mental-physicologised myself by thinkin of death and why i shouldnt be afraid of it. but somehow the light source got so dim to the point that i got distracted and the only thought i had till the end of the journey was that i might have nightblindness..need more vit A and i bettar ask my mom to cook more carrots. HHAA.

poor caramel and honey were allergy to sandflies so they couldnt sleep anywhere near the sand or in the bashar. so instead we stayed up for a lame game with e rest of e class and pointless talk. *sighs. we eventually settled ourselves on the road we were sitting at but some idiot ants crawled into me and bit my ass. "...." but at least some patches wer ants-free so it aint that bad ltr.. haha kb,john and jh slept near me n renu on ONE sleep mat.. and they looked damn gay with their tight long pants and kb being topless. MUAHAHAHAH.. the witness being caramel and glucose. haha. err. honey disappeared into thin air while the rest of the guys abandoned their bashar and slept OUTSIDE THE TOILET and created a major obstruction to the toilet. haha.

woke up at 7... oh. and i forgot to mention me n caramel got about 3 hrs of sleep.. hehe.. from 3 sth to 4.10am and from 5.40am to 7am. aint that NICE?!--sacarsim please. sheesh damn tired. breakfast was passable considerin the budget we had for food. shared milo from sweet's cup. AWW. so sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetening. MUAHAHAH. sheesh this sounds damn perv.

the game we played next was damn pathetic though we really did work on teamwork. but i was more of interested in killing mosquitoes that landed on my skin in the rubber plantation that to follow the group or listen to instructions.. THAT. contributed significantly to wat my skin looks like now. RED SPOTS that are itching time to time. ARRRGH.

proceed to lunch at some random seafood restaurant at our own budget and my table sung to the melody of the old songs and caramel stared at us cause she found it really amusing though she couldnt understand wth we were singing. got to the jetty at 1.30pm and caramel's my sitting partner again... and once again.. the conversation striked was damn sharp and weird. but at least both of us were tired and it gave us a chance to rest. HEHEH.

the washin up and canvas was damn fun and wet.. esp under a scorchin sun and feet-scaldin track... i may say i thoroughly enjoyed it. SO DID THE REST OF THE CLASS. i thought that seemed to be e only element which not only we worked together.. but also really had fun and got united. *er herm. yea. that's wat i thought.

sheesh there's still lion dance cip tmr and both my mind n body are dying. but i insist that i had to blog about the camp while memories are still vivid and fresh. and i dun think i lost any weight durin the CAC which was wat i was praying for, considerin the fact that i ate 2 plums, 1 banana, 1 boiled potato and 1 pack of vanhoulten choc BEFORE i went to sleep... AND THEN.. wakin up to have my dinner. die.DIE ARH.

"like the link btwn leafytrees and rocks, we need space to grow and develop well, or else we would be unable to discover our under-hiding potentials."--- my life value of the day at palau ubin.