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Monday, May 23, 2005
OLC
outdoor leadership camp 2005 (otherwise known as LTC) is the slackest camp i think i'd ever attend. there was so little things for us to do that we wondered several times what we were doing there in the first place. the fact that the four of us girls (sab, win, char n me) were so well-trained by lam that we only packed camp essentials didnt help at all. i guess there was only so much each of us could take spending time with each other 24/7 doing nothing at all.

it was kinda like chalet without music (expect for char's hp which we couldnt blast in case we disturb our juniors), sufficient food, tv and cards (which we finally got when cong arrived). the company was great and sleeping in the 'chicken coops' in jln bahtera brought back a lot of memories but there was really nothing for us to make ourseleves useful with.

hanging around with the odacers makes me glad how little things have changed. despite the fact that most of the guys are in ns and that carol is having an enviable life as a camp instructor, things pretty much remained the same. we're still as rowdy and self-amusing as ever; entertained by the same joke from the beginning till the end of camp.

managed to kayak on sun. it wasnt as xiong as i expected it to be. neither did it gave me the sufficient amt of tan i hoped to achieve but hey, it's still kayaking. and although there was no capsize drill, i managed to get relatively wet thanks to three guys who decided to surround and attack me at the same time. sad to say, i never got to take my revenge. hahas...

win mentioned that it would probably be the last time we camp together again. well, we said that when we were in pahang and we still 'camped' together two more times after that. so i would be more optimistic abt camping together as a batch.

looking at my juniors, i do feel some regret that certain traditions failed to be passed down. like waiting for everyone before eating. like the 'yo dee sa si' cheer which was the crudest cheer i'd ever learnt but still a very fun and impressive cheer to say. but i guess every batch is unique. afterall, we did overcome our initial ra-ra-ness and met what was expected of us (and still maintain some sort of ra-ra-ness). hopefully, this new batch will emerge out of their shells and live up to being nulli secundus.