camp sucks man...the whole thing is basically juz like paying money to suffer...muddy grounds...dirty bathrooms that are always full...noisy tiring nights...first night was terrible...juz when i layed out my sleeping bag and lie down to sleep...that erika go and wake everybody up and force us to move to make space...then after we move...i lied down again to sleep but the other 2 sections had gotten back and some girls in the marquee screamed like all hell had broken loose juz because a frog jumped in -.- ...after the frog was chased away i thought that o'll finally be able to get some sleep...but someone decided that switching off the lights was not enough and switched off the fans too juz because they thought it might be cold...in the end everybody in the tent had to suffer from the heat...second night was better...the campfire(artificial fire due to the rain) was a blast...i had a lot of fun...cindy, pei yu and i were like singing and swaying madly to the loud music the camp instructors blasted on the speakers...then we went to meet up with amira and zeenat...i barely hadany voice left due to all the crap singing and cheering we did during the late afternoon...a boys-vs-girls "where's the peanut" game...some of the responses was like so lame but damn funny at the same time....that single night practically made up for all the crappy stuff that happened throughout the whole camp...save for the part where the whole of group 13...my group...went on the jump rope and did nine rounds of it all in a row...i,and i guess everyone else did too,felt a sense of accomplishment...so...i guess the camp was really all that sucky huh...after the camp fire and everything...even though we were granted permission to stay up and everything...once i got back to the marquee and layed out my sleeping bag...i collapsed on it and fell asleep almost immediately...when we came back to school the next day...was so tired that my legs ache so i took a bus home...man was i glad to finally be home =) now gotta rush homework so that got time to enjoy =3
--Merci tout le monde--
11:06 AM
Sunday, March 02, 2008
friday was mr shen's last day with us, the choir...still can't believe that he's gone...looking back on past year we spent with him...i realised that we've had alot of fun together...he is a nice person to get along with and has been like a friend to all of us...the day he announced he was leaving...i cried my eyes dry...yes, i admit that i cried and i won't deny it...he told us, the commitee, that he chose the song 'roads' as a dedication to us, that whatever path we take in life we must be confident and let it lead us to our future...gosh...i cried even more when i heard that...he told us that he wants to attempt to go for a master degree or if he's unsuccessful, look for a job...i understand his doings...he's comed to a point in his life where he must decide what to do,as he told us, and i respect and accept that...but i just can't stop thinking, throughout his last practice with us, that he's leaving and that he's never coming back to teach us again...that he'll never tease or bully me during practice again...and when the alumni sang take these wings,tears keep falling from my eyes...things got worse when mr shen sang it after they did...i got amira to video some part of it for me for remembrance...when he sang...i felt as if some part of me,of the choir is gone with him...i cried even harder and tears kept falling down my face the more itried to stem the flow...i just can't let go...i know that the choir will never be the same without him...after his song...he thanked amira, ziqi...and the others who had been with him since they joined the choir...and he thanked me...for guiding the others,to me, it was his silent encouragement...whoever the next instructor is,i know that he'll will never be able to replace the hole left by mr shen in our choral family...matter how good he or she may be...they will never take his place...someday...i hope to see mr shen again or, even better...be in the same choir as him...he is more than just a choir instructor to us...he is like our friend...like a far off family member who we never got to know really well...i made him a card the night before his final practice with us...thanking him for all he'd done for us...it's not much...but at least i did something...and i hope he won't forget us...just like we will never forget him...
Roads - Steve dobrogosz
Some take high roads Some take low roads Some take any road Beneath their feet Some take soft roads Any way the wind blows Some take lonely roads That never meet
Some take long roads Some take dark roads And some take hard roads No one else can see Some are safe on the good roads Others lost on the bad roads But they all come back They all come back They all come back to Thee
Some take soft roads Any way the wind blows Some take lonely roads That never meet
Some take long roads Some take dark roads Some take hard roads No one else can see Some are safe on the good roads Others lost on the bad roads But they all come back They all come back They all come back to Thee
