summer camppppp

I was supposed to post about the summer camp on friday, but i was so consumed by procrastination and the pilling up of maths homework given by our beloved Ms Kong. So today i woke up and decided to get it over with.

Summer camp was indeed amazing. Not only does it inculcate teamwork, it also allows students from different classes to be closer to one another. And most importantly, all participants had fun.

First there was the blind night, in which groups are lead to walk around the resort compound blind-folded. This shows how well teams are able to communicate among their team members as coordination plays a vital role in this activity.

Then where was the jungle trekking. One important concept i noticed here is the concept of bottlenecks. All 103 students must walk in only one line, thus if one person is slow, all the others behind can only pace at the slowest person's speed because they are not allowed to overtake, and those in front of this person will go right ahead, forming a gap. The analogy to a bottleneck is that the slowest person resembles the neck of the bottle, and all the other people behind resembles whats in the bottle, only being allowed to exit the bottle at the speed which the neck of the bottle allows. This concept is very important in the world of business especially in plants or factories, but if you want to know more, feel free to read the book "The Goal", by Eli Goldratt - the book that revolutionalized American business.

Also, during the jungle trekking, we were only allowed to call people by their assigned numbers, and we are forbidden to shout out names of animal, due to some "reasons". On the way up to the peak, yes everyone followed from 1 to 103. But on the way down, because it was so chaotic, most of us didnt bother and just went back down without following the assigned order. Some of the students were bitten by liches (lol); gugan's blood splattered onto his shirt when he removed the lich, and sarah only found out about the lich on her leg after we finished the jungle trekking (sry sarah haha).

There were also the performances, in which all groups were only given 40 minutes to prepare. To be honest, all the performances were spectacular, but i have to say, Zhaf's instrumental solo was the limelight of the night. His guitar tapping skills were amazing and it even impressed Mr Al the man himself haha.

Finally there was the explorace, the main event of the camp. It was certainly entertaining to all its participants, the way they communicate, the way the teams multi-task, and to what extent are they willing to perform those tasks, like to get their hair soaked with shampoo, or to jump into to pool and look for the correct balloons. In my opinion, the teamwork and determination of all the groups in finishing the explorace is really respectable. Even though some groups knew they couldnt win already, they still persisted and fought till the last minute. That is really admirable.

These are just some of the amazing events in which Mr Al and the committee put together in this year's wonderful summer camp. Not to mention the flying fox, hanging bridge, and the talk given by Mr Zafry. I would like to take this opportunity to say thanks to all the committee members and those who participated, and also to Mr Al, because without him, this summer camp would literally be nothing.

This summer camp has definitely left a wonderful memory for me.

monks...wow

12 monk "trainees" were ready for their "graduation". Before they are allowed to be ordained to the temple, they must first pass a test to ensure that they can truly become monks.

The test requires the monk trainees to lie naked on the floor, with a bell hung around their dicks. Yes, dick is penis. When all the monk trainees are ready, a stripper came out, took off all her clothes and started dancing in front of them.

When she danced pass the 1st monk, nothing happened. 1st monk OK... Nothing happened too when she danced pass the 2nd monk. 2nd monk OK... 3rd monk OK... and so on, but when she danced pass the 12th monk, the bell started ringing VERY loudly, and then the bell with the string flew into the air (omg what a strong dick).

Feeling embarassed, the 12th monk stood up and went to pick up his bell. The moment he bent down to pick it up, ALL the other 11 bells started ringing (ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring) and then shot into the air...

Now we know why monks became monks...

help me i am suffering from amnesia

Damn i've planned beforehand what to write about for at least 4 posts but i forgot the other 2 and only remembered about the summer camp. I shall post about my summer camp experience in the next post but before that, allow me to entertain u with some pics which i found humorous from failblog.org.

update time

Over the course of this "blog-dormant" duration, several significant events have happened to me. Events which some has left a deep impact on me while others as a great memory. I shall start with the first one.

On one fine beginning of thursday, 4 of us (Joel Monkey Yat Seng and Moi) were cycling around in the park. The cycling session was a much needed one to clear our heads after struggling through revising for the chemistry test on the day itself. Joel and the great monkey were playing with the BMX bike while yat seng and i were chatting while cycling and enjoying the stunts both of them are pulling off.

The monkey and Joel decided to get a little "speedy", so they decided to cycle downhill at maximum speed, that is without brakes. As they were about to cross a huge bump, i remember vividly that the monkey shouted "WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE BUUUUUUMP!". The monkey was the driver of the BMX while Joel was the passenger. Right after they crossed the bump, they lost balance and collapsed.

Initially i thought it was nothing serious but Yat Seng and I rushed to help anyway. To my surprise, the monkey was bleeding badly all over especially on his forehead, with his specs damaged as though is was scratched by wolverine. All of the sudden, the active monkey was rendered inactive..??

Anyway, we carried him to the closest student house which is 142, and he washed his wounds. Yat Seng rushed to call Ming Chai from 71 while the others stayed to help cater to the monkey's needs. Initially the monkey was wide awake but in a minute's time he started to feel dizzy and was losing consciousness. Then his eyes started to look around in circles and his mind started to wander aimlessly.

Something urgent needs to be done. And there I was, feeling so helpless, not knowing what to do, only being able to give words of encouragement "sing yong, stay with me, dun fall asleep". It was obvious those words didnt really help. As i held the upper half of his body, he said to me "Gary, i cant see..." I felt even more helpless.

Thankfully, Ming Chai came to the rescue (hes a member of the Red Cresent Society). Immediately, he set the monkey lying down on the floor while lifting his legs, to improve blood circulation to his head. Joel brought his car (thank God he wasnt injured) and we sent the monkey to the hospital.

I remember those days when our school teachers kept on pestering us to join the co-curriculum activities. Yes, i was a member of the Red Cresent Society. But i was inactive. I never attended any of those sessions where they thought us how to CPRs, mend a wound, or what and what not to do while an injured person is on the verge of going into a blackout. These skills, which are so useful at times, which I can learn for free, was never appreciated by me. If only I knew what to do to help the monkey during that time, if only i attended those valuable yet ignored lessons with the PBSM, i wouldnt feel so helpless and guilty at that time. Maybe if i knew you were supposed to let him lie down and i did that immediately, he wouldnt have gone into sub-consciousness for 15 minutes.

That day marked a milestone in my life. From that day on, i realised how important it is to appreciate things aorund me and will try my best not to take things for granted.