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♥Saturday, January 30, 2010 (:
Hold my hands, dont let go ♥6:21 AM

Back from OBS and i am totally shagged with burnt lips.

(one piece of advice, dont play play with the sun, not fun at all)
First day:

Went to school early in the morning with a very bulky bag. Seriously i dreaded going to OBS. I felt that it is CRAP, BULLSHIT plus RUBBISH and a TOTAL WASTE OF TIME. We were told to queue up in the hall and so on, bla bla bla, we board the bus and set off towards pulau ubin. Upon reaching Ubin, i was shocked. It was a totally different campsite from the resilience camp that i go for my ATC and STC. The entire leadership course started with the normal ice breaking sessions and after that some lessons on belaying and tent-pitching techniques.


Second day:

Woke up and we had high elements. I was doing most of the belaying, didn't really do the high element at all, cause when i wanted to do it, it started to rain. I had mixed feelings about the rain -- i heaved a sigh of relief but at the same time felt that it was such a pity i did not get to try it. Before the session started, i told myself, i will do it no matter what, since i am here in this torturous camp, i will make this trip worthwhile. After the high ropes, we had kayaking lessons, kayaked from camp 1 to camp 2. No huge waves no nothing peaceful and nice, though i told myself, i am so going to get a muscle ache tomorrow. The same thing happened at night, tent-pitching, field cooking and then SLEEP!!!


Third day:

ANOTHER ROUND OF KAYAKING but this time towards camp 3 (the distance is 12km), this kayaking experience should probably stay with me for life. The sun probably hates us, after some blazing hot sun, it started to rain. The water was choppy, the tides were huge and i am scared. I was tired after a few hours of kayaking against the tides, the stupid kayak refused to go in the desired direction >.<>

Fourth day:

The swollen lips did not decrease much in size even after the sun is out. I couldn't drink water nor eat =.= everything that entered dropped out almost immediately, i simply cant close my lips. Later part of the day, after SPAMMING LOTS and LOTS of water into my mouth, the swelling was reduced. We were supposed to trek back to camp 1. We walked 7 plus km in like nearly 4 hours, at lunch time, we were only at the FIRST checkpoint. Ridiculously slow, out goal is to reach camp 1 by 4.30 but it was seen as an impossible mission if the pace remains the same. After lunch, we set off at a much faster pace, i think i exceeded my limit, i walked in front, the reason being i wanted to use the toilet, all of a sudden, the toilet became my focus, i forgot about the bag, it is as though i had a sugar rush. When we reached the toilet, we realised we covered about 4 km in an hour. It is shocking how fast we can get. We completed the entire trekking and reached camp 1 at approximately 4.45, about 10 plus minutes behind the scheduled time. A sense of achievement was all that i felt, a journey i deemed impossible to complete, i completed it together with all my watchmates. This trekking brought all of us together, the encouragements we gave to one another, the random conversations we engaged in. Brought us closer and closer together. We had our celebration dinner and we were supposed to cook using fresh ingredients, everyone did a good job. I am sorry that i did not do much cause i really do not know how to start cooking the stuffs. Anyway, Xiaodan, you are a good cook. All of us each had a fruit name(:


Fifth day:

It is time to go home, I was happy, i missed my bed i missed my computer and i missed everything i have in Singapore mainland. But when we had the string activity, at the moment when our instructor peilee cut the strings, i suddenly felt like crying, relunctance to leave my watchmates, i felt i have not appreciated my groupmates enough. Thank you TOCKSENG for giving me such memorable memories, thank you PEILEE for being the dressing to our salad, thanks for making us the most delicious fruit salad ever (: WE LOVE YOU PEILEE!♥