camputeen 06 babeh.
Woo lala!

honestly seriously frankly, last year's was way funner and retardeder and enthusiastic-er. But let's not compare n contrast shall we?

ARGhh, sorry I couldn't resist.

Last year, I was a escapee from Woodbridge.
Group Crazy. Siao ARH!(btw, this year Insane 'coincidentally' had the same slogan-siao arh)

This year, we celebrate free love and world peace.
Group Hippie Hippos.

Last year, all the groups cheered like their life depended on it.

This year, most groups didn't really care whether they died or not.

Okay fine maybe only those juicy jaguars who were extremely enthusiastic cheering bout watermelons, bananas, cherries and rambutans. (Do the cheer with actions for full effect)
Don't look at me, ask those juicy people.
ahem,go figure.

Well this year I came to campteen having high expectations of a fun-filled hyperventilating-10-year-old-lil-kids-running and-screaming-around-the-place kinda fun..Don't get me wrong..it was still fun, but some ppl still weren't shameless enough to let go of their inhibitions and revisit their inner 10year old, and therefore, there wasn't enough lameness and enthusiasm to hype up the place.

BUT complains aside. We da hippies y'all.
Our flag was like so copyright infringement. Lee Pei (mad scientist aka the girl who kept making the head count ppl count more guys and less girls) drew a purple hippo makin this peace sign.
Yao Dong (our instructor) asked us to draw a diaper, almost wanted to write 'I love mom' on it. hahaha.

The flag came in real handy during the Amazing race,cos we'd pass by the Hippo tour bus at least 2wice at each location, so we'd wave the flag at the buses. Walau free adverts okay?
We should have used the Hippo Bus slogan: Be Hip, Go topless.
Hahahaha, I like.

to be continued.....

I finished For One More Day by Mitch Albom.
If you're looking for something thrilling, engaging, suspense, intense,
this is sooooooooo the book
you should throw away.

But if you're in the mood for tears, nostalgy, lifesuckiness, cliched second chances, go on and pick up the book back from the trash.
If you're a momma's boy, even more reason to!
I'm not saying it belongs to the trash though.
After all, it did cost $32.45.

It's bout this guy who's lost his purpose in life-bankrupt, divorced..
and decides one day to end it.
Unfortunately i think he goes into temporary subconciousness and experiences NDE(near-death experience).
As he supposedly regains conciousness, he sees his mom standing in front of him. By the way, she'd passed away 10 yrs back.

Spends one more day with his mom, and recounting he memories with her. He realises how much he missed her, how he always let her down.
He even made a list of "Times My Mom Stood Up For Me"
and
"Times I Did Not Stand Up For My Mom"
and not being there when she died topped the list.

His mom shows him how much she went through after his dad left her.
He quietly realises how he had let her down.
She saves him from nothingness.purposelessness.
He realises his foolishness and decides to live wiser.
he cherished.

"What causes an echo?"

The persistence of sound after the source has stopped.

"When can you hear an echo?"

When it's quiet and other sounds are absorbed.

Like how something stays it your heart even though its gone, it hasn't died.When it's silent, that's when you start thinking about it.

Never regret what you never got to do.
Or what you had done for that matter.

p/s The whole story was a true account from Charles Benetto, a former world series baseball player. He wasnt trying to convince people about his experience, but merely to share it. With hope that you realise some things too.

I'm having a hangover. seriously.

1.the disagreeable physical after effects of drunkenness, such as a headache or stomach disorder, usually felt several hours after cessation of drinking.

2.something remaining behind from a former period or state of affairs.

3.any aftermath of or lingering effect from a distressing experience

okaay, i certainly do not have any 'disagreeable physical after effects' and it certainly wasnt a distressing experience.

I was however, heavily alcohol-induced.
haha. I was at a family gathering at my aunt's hse, and evryone was there as usual, being the only one of my age(youngest cuz is 18.man)
I decided to sit there listening to adultspeak.

Listening to a bunch of grown ups talking aint that bad, considering that Uncle Vincent tells really funny and a teeny bit RA stories.
He used to be a head steward at SIA, but it's hard to imagine, since now he's pot-bellied and damn chee ko peh(actually he's always been chee ko peh)

Most of them were drinking and I have tried some before and it wasnt too bad, so I shared some wit my mom.
Before I knew it, I had my own glass.
My uncle was like, Warh! Underage drinking!
Then uncle Vincent went to tease my cuz who's legally allowed to drink(the 18 one), tellin him that I could drink better than him.
Then he poured him a cup asking him to challenge me?
I knew I was in deep shit.

But it was funny i gotta admit, my cousin drank once sip then ate a mouthful of bee hoon. Haha. I'm not mocking him, but my uncle was.

We had 4/5 rounds. I mean of course the bottles were passed around to everyone. okay I wasn't drunk, I could still walk straight, but I saw my face in the mirror and i was flushed bloody red. literally bloody red.

My face was just tinged but my lips looked like I'd just drank blood.
Hahaha. I didn't havta put on any make up, my face looked like it was caked with makeup.
My cousin looked the same and it was funny as hell!

Thank gawd I didn't puke when I got home.
I did, however, have the best sleep of my life.

Ohmygawd. Wine is meant to be enjoyed. Enjoy it, don't be pressured to drink 5/6 glasses just coz some uncle asked you to challenge your 18 year old cousin.