"If I die along the way, will I get a proper burial?"
Well, I promised to blog on the camp… so here goes.
As the people from HCI should already know, the Year 1 iSparkies [i.e. GEP-ers] had their extremely fun ‘orientation’ bonding-style consortium-unique camp. *Draws breath*. 12-14 Jan. Held in school. By US, the Y2 councillors (of which people like me are bound to be kicked by the end of the month. But, let me continue blogging about it…)
So, yeah. 75 students. 12 groups. 6-7 junior per group.
18 councillors. 12 group leaders. 2 photographers. 4 Y2 OT.
OS: Jiajia Liangteh. AOS: Guan Yu
So let’s get into the camp……
The year 1s entered space. Talk. Blah blah blah yadda yadda. Bond with each other blah blah. Have fun blah blah. Don’t walk without your group blah blah. Scream if you see Taufik, and run away as fast as you can before washing your eyes out blah blah. Yadda yadda. *Yuck, why am I giving him self-googling opportunities?*
Then came ice-breakers! So fun… My group [11] teamed up with pigsie’s [12]. In fact, we teamed up for a lot of stuff. So anyway, we played Whacko, dog-and-bone, smarty hunt, some terrence-inspired trading card game and da feng chui. Note: I had no idea what ‘da feng chui’ was about, but I was hoping it would have something to do with singing Yvonne hsu’s songs, but nope…… And do you know how many casualties we had in that period of time? 4. I shit you not. Unbelievable ain’t it? Also, they are horribly ill disciplined.
“Don’t touch the badminton nets”
“OK” Then, runs fingers through it, saying ‘lalalala’ for about 15 seconds before resting on it.
So we decide on something more moderate and safe and toned down (Not that much is more gentle than da feng chui). So pigsie, creative as ever, decided to let them play charades. Then I suggested that we send 2 people up to act out the topic. While pigsie and I conspired as to the topics… *muahahahaha we were evil*. I mean, how do you act out ‘holland v’, ‘chicken rice’, ‘tsunami’, ‘swan lake’ and ‘charades’? Guffaw xP.
When we were done, they were starting to get bored, so we brought them for lunch. Though I don’t know how you can connect boredom and food to begin with :S. And our wonderful, hardworking, diligent, incredible, efficient, initiated, eager logistics sec took over. Presenting, ellie! He got us chicken rice. Suffice to say, I became vegetarian that lunch. :(
When our juniors were busy eating, we seniors asked if we could go to space to practice our act. So, the very nice OS liang teh walky-talkies the space to the AOS. ‘Can they go?’
AOS: ‘Ask them to stay with their groups’
Us: ‘But we’ll be back by then’
AOS: ‘Erm… erm… the space is busy.’
Us: ‘But we won’t disturb or anything wod. We just need a place to rehearse.’
AOS: ‘No!’
How pleasant (part I)
In the end, I go up 5 minutes early to get the set ready. When I enter, the AOS I sitting down having his lunch while the Prog Sec is playing cards.
How pleasant (part II)
So as you can expect, the performancez la señor was really lame-o. The script was quite nice though… kudos phang! But we were referring to the script the whole time while trying to appear more prepared.
Then we had 6 way tug-of-war. Or rather, we were going to have it, butlogistics failed us. So in the end, we were all pulling at each other. Though I must say, that even from my perspective, most of them seem really, really weak. But I’m not in much of a position to comment anyway.
After that, we councillors went to poolside to slack for a while, but OS spots us and forces us to go and play water bombs with the y1s. Not the best idea, as we weren’t scheduled to bathe until all the y1s were done. But he still made us play. And so we did. Only that the word ‘play’ refers to what the year 1s were doing, while we – being the obvious targets, were trying to dodge. Talk about futility.
Then we coordinated them to bathe. One batch at a time. I think they were embarrassed or something. But they were really slow. 75 people – 110 minutes. To freaking bathe. Oh well, first times.
Then the groups dispersed for dinner around bukit timah road. 11 and 12 together. But we hit a snag – one of pigsie’s group members left his watch at poolside. So we decided they would go first and we [him & I] would meet up later with them at coronation. So we walk. And darn it – space to poolside to the college side to coro is far, and damn far if you got a junior that doesn’t keep up to the pace. We finally hit the place with half an hour to go before we needed to get back to hci.
I figured we wouldn’t have enough time to eat properly if we were to be on time, so I had to go downstairs to the supermarket and buy sushi! Genki desu!
Poor me… so I bought a pair of maki rolls. And when I got back, I found out that the junior had ordered food from the place… and ordered extra. So we had to wait for him to half-finish (very late) and finally pull him back and rush back to school before 7. We didn’t make it. Duh.
Selfish b******… oh where was I?
Then they were preparing for iSpark Idol. My groups interpretation of ‘idol’ is very limited, I must say. By the way, damn ‘Singapore Idol’, I still think that we lack the talent in comparison to the American version, and that people’s choice shouldn’t influence viability of true talent, which the competition has shown otherwise. Hate.
So while they prepared, I was begging Jerm to join BSP. Jermy PLEASE…… you’re such an intelligent gor that you can take all three lah. You are rihatsu! Ii desu! Please be a very very very very nice gor and join BSP. And pigsie and ellie, if you’re reading this, please join BSP too. Anyway, first I asked him. Then I went up to his group and asked him. Then I got on my knees. Then I kowtowed. Then I repeated it 5 times. Then I sent an SMS. Then I sent a messenger from another group. Didn’t work. Please lah, Jerm you’ve seen my cheng2 yi4 leh, don so hen3 xin1. And knowing you, you might as well apply for all.
Then came ghost stories. Didn’t manage to tell them that many, but most got spooked and creeped out lah. Ting Wei managed the locations for pair night, and boy they were nice. But I don’t like the ‘pair’ idea, takes away the essence of the entire activity. Feh. Conducted it for slightly over an hour cos oscar and terrence wanted to extend. Maumu wasn’t too pleased.
Then was sleep. And patrolling at 3.45 am in the morning.
Next day… breakfast wasn’t that bad *wink Ellie, wink*, but was terribly oily. Yuck… so uncomfortable *nods*. Hee… then came ‘Concurrent Chinese-related games’… conducted by none other than the prestigious lady mentioned in my September archives, who was physically wrecked by the tsunami in the areas of her known as Patong ____ etc. Fill in the blank yourself. [No offense to the victims lah… My heart goes out to all of you and your plight. So sad]
So pigsie and I took care of groups 9 to 12, where I du1cu4-ed him to join BSP as well. See? No preferential treatment lol. Then to spite you-know-who and her ridiculous idea, I wrote on the board…
華僑 中學
高才处聚英共识联中一新生露营
华文趣味活动
In that exact scale. And in fact, I wanted to circle ‘趣味’ and draw arrows leading to stuff like ‘十分精彩’, ‘一流刺激’, ‘煞是好玩’ and ‘奇妙无比’ et cetra, but pigsie said I was evil enough. Sighz.
Don’t know much about i² (iSpark idol), was slacking in inner space. Don’t wan’t to be embarrassed. Came out to see jermy’s group making a parody of the camp and mocking the seniors. Pah.
So we realized, horrors upon horrors, that we were ahead of schedule – so we had to plan filler. And thus we agreed to organize a mass scolding session. And people like me were dramatizing the effect, like saying how we should all enter inner space, silently walk out in single file, take a chair each, line up in one line facing them, and sit down wordlessly’. Ha! I think it worked. But then, they did deserve to be scolded for a lot of stuff anyways. So HoYay!
Lunch. Similarity to day before. Re-evolution and mutation to a vegan. Log Sec, you hear me?
Then came movie screening, where I went off with pigsie and jerm to do homework in the library. Met y3 seniors there and helped ben chow with the humanities quiz. God, does pigsie read encyclopedias in his free time or something?
Bathing again. Big confusion. Angry maumu. Helped with the maps. Don’t wish to remember that part of the camp – maumu wasn’t too happy with them and us.
Journey to the South. Ellie came with 11&12, so I worked my BSP pitch on him there xD. The maps were sucky… I mean the ITE just disappeared from the map. Oh by the way, the JTTS consists of walking from somewhere to somewhere via a lot of places in the middle of the night while stopping to do malu stuff at the checkpoints. My group? HCI – nearby KAP – SMU – SJI – TTSH – wan3qing1yuan2 – ITE Balestier – Serangoon Cntr – Tekka Mall. Godamnit it was kinda far.
The teacher that came with us was the new science teacher called Mr Liew. And he really resembles Xian Wei. So we walked. And the Y1s got really tired. So they started bugging us… ‘can we take a taxi?’, ‘will you carry me?’, ‘can we pretend to get lost and go home?’ and of course, the title question. They were trudging all over town. And the stupidest part of it all? Malus are not malu if no one is watching to make it malu! D’oh…
So pigsie and I make them do some weird stuff at the beginning, like performing the smellytubbies song and screaming我爱你one after another. But see, if it were in the day, we could have made them go up to people and say woaini. And by the end, they were too shagged to walk, talk less do proper malus. And while pigsie, mr. liew and I were at TTSH searching for a path to the seemingly non-existent ITE and Serangoon centre, the Y1s and ellie was sleeping on the chairs. Hmph!
Funniest encounter was when we were asking directions to the ITE. We were walking along balestier road, relatively famous for its ‘nightlife’ around 3 am when we went past a taxi stand. There were these few taxi drivers. So one started asking…
“这么晚了, 作么还没有回家?”
“我们在玩个夜间游戏, 需要找地方”
“哦，要去哪里? 坐taxi啦…”
“我们不可以搭车, 一定要走”
“哈, 你们到底要去哪里? 可以的啦, 他们都好像很累---没有人会知道的嘛”
“不不, 但你可以告诉我们ITE Balestier怎么走吗?”
The guy appears shocked and seems to step back. Then he stutters… “你们是ITE的? 那… 那边而已” Points… “不远 我不要送. 你们自己去 快点快点走开” And he shoos us away, walking off in the other direction.
Well talk about equality in the nation, and discrimination as an idealistic term. Naïveté. With idiots like these people, the world will never be free from slurs of diversity. A**-hole.
So we finally reach the destination. Then took a bus back and hid while they had flag-raising before going to sleep. I personally feel JTTS wasn’t a good idea, but I don’t think anyone else thought it was excellent anyway. And as jet mentioned, “the only people who saw our malus were lovers and hookers, who looked like they might be even more malu then us”.
Basically, we finished up the rest, prize presentation and all, and let them go around 2 o’clock. The end of the camp! Whoopee…
All in all, it was still quite fun I feel. Organisers perspective is very different from the participants’. But oh yeah, it was fun. Yep, really. Cheers to OT, buddies, teachers, self-sacrificing seniors and Y1s. Yay!
As the people from HCI should already know, the Year 1 iSparkies [i.e. GEP-ers] had their extremely fun ‘orientation’ bonding-style consortium-unique camp. *Draws breath*. 12-14 Jan. Held in school. By US, the Y2 councillors (of which people like me are bound to be kicked by the end of the month. But, let me continue blogging about it…)
So, yeah. 75 students. 12 groups. 6-7 junior per group.
18 councillors. 12 group leaders. 2 photographers. 4 Y2 OT.
OS: Jiajia Liangteh. AOS: Guan Yu
So let’s get into the camp……
The year 1s entered space. Talk. Blah blah blah yadda yadda. Bond with each other blah blah. Have fun blah blah. Don’t walk without your group blah blah. Scream if you see Taufik, and run away as fast as you can before washing your eyes out blah blah. Yadda yadda. *Yuck, why am I giving him self-googling opportunities?*
Then came ice-breakers! So fun… My group [11] teamed up with pigsie’s [12]. In fact, we teamed up for a lot of stuff. So anyway, we played Whacko, dog-and-bone, smarty hunt, some terrence-inspired trading card game and da feng chui. Note: I had no idea what ‘da feng chui’ was about, but I was hoping it would have something to do with singing Yvonne hsu’s songs, but nope…… And do you know how many casualties we had in that period of time? 4. I shit you not. Unbelievable ain’t it? Also, they are horribly ill disciplined.
“Don’t touch the badminton nets”
“OK” Then, runs fingers through it, saying ‘lalalala’ for about 15 seconds before resting on it.
So we decide on something more moderate and safe and toned down (Not that much is more gentle than da feng chui). So pigsie, creative as ever, decided to let them play charades. Then I suggested that we send 2 people up to act out the topic. While pigsie and I conspired as to the topics… *muahahahaha we were evil*. I mean, how do you act out ‘holland v’, ‘chicken rice’, ‘tsunami’, ‘swan lake’ and ‘charades’? Guffaw xP.
When we were done, they were starting to get bored, so we brought them for lunch. Though I don’t know how you can connect boredom and food to begin with :S. And our wonderful, hardworking, diligent, incredible, efficient, initiated, eager logistics sec took over. Presenting, ellie! He got us chicken rice. Suffice to say, I became vegetarian that lunch. :(
When our juniors were busy eating, we seniors asked if we could go to space to practice our act. So, the very nice OS liang teh walky-talkies the space to the AOS. ‘Can they go?’
AOS: ‘Ask them to stay with their groups’
Us: ‘But we’ll be back by then’
AOS: ‘Erm… erm… the space is busy.’
Us: ‘But we won’t disturb or anything wod. We just need a place to rehearse.’
AOS: ‘No!’
How pleasant (part I)
In the end, I go up 5 minutes early to get the set ready. When I enter, the AOS I sitting down having his lunch while the Prog Sec is playing cards.
How pleasant (part II)
So as you can expect, the performancez la señor was really lame-o. The script was quite nice though… kudos phang! But we were referring to the script the whole time while trying to appear more prepared.
Then we had 6 way tug-of-war. Or rather, we were going to have it, but
After that, we councillors went to poolside to slack for a while, but OS spots us and forces us to go and play water bombs with the y1s. Not the best idea, as we weren’t scheduled to bathe until all the y1s were done. But he still made us play. And so we did. Only that the word ‘play’ refers to what the year 1s were doing, while we – being the obvious targets, were trying to dodge. Talk about futility.
Then we coordinated them to bathe. One batch at a time. I think they were embarrassed or something. But they were really slow. 75 people – 110 minutes. To freaking bathe. Oh well, first times.
Then the groups dispersed for dinner around bukit timah road. 11 and 12 together. But we hit a snag – one of pigsie’s group members left his watch at poolside. So we decided they would go first and we [him & I] would meet up later with them at coronation. So we walk. And darn it – space to poolside to the college side to coro is far, and damn far if you got a junior that doesn’t keep up to the pace. We finally hit the place with half an hour to go before we needed to get back to hci.
I figured we wouldn’t have enough time to eat properly if we were to be on time, so I had to go downstairs to the supermarket and buy sushi! Genki desu!
Poor me… so I bought a pair of maki rolls. And when I got back, I found out that the junior had ordered food from the place… and ordered extra. So we had to wait for him to half-finish (very late) and finally pull him back and rush back to school before 7. We didn’t make it. Duh.
Selfish b******… oh where was I?
Then they were preparing for iSpark Idol. My groups interpretation of ‘idol’ is very limited, I must say. By the way, damn ‘Singapore Idol’, I still think that we lack the talent in comparison to the American version, and that people’s choice shouldn’t influence viability of true talent, which the competition has shown otherwise. Hate.
So while they prepared, I was begging Jerm to join BSP. Jermy PLEASE…… you’re such an intelligent gor that you can take all three lah. You are rihatsu! Ii desu! Please be a very very very very nice gor and join BSP. And pigsie and ellie, if you’re reading this, please join BSP too. Anyway, first I asked him. Then I went up to his group and asked him. Then I got on my knees. Then I kowtowed. Then I repeated it 5 times. Then I sent an SMS. Then I sent a messenger from another group. Didn’t work. Please lah, Jerm you’ve seen my cheng2 yi4 leh, don so hen3 xin1. And knowing you, you might as well apply for all.
Then came ghost stories. Didn’t manage to tell them that many, but most got spooked and creeped out lah. Ting Wei managed the locations for pair night, and boy they were nice. But I don’t like the ‘pair’ idea, takes away the essence of the entire activity. Feh. Conducted it for slightly over an hour cos oscar and terrence wanted to extend. Maumu wasn’t too pleased.
Then was sleep. And patrolling at 3.45 am in the morning.
Next day… breakfast wasn’t that bad *wink Ellie, wink*, but was terribly oily. Yuck… so uncomfortable *nods*. Hee… then came ‘Concurrent Chinese-related games’… conducted by none other than the prestigious lady mentioned in my September archives, who was physically wrecked by the tsunami in the areas of her known as Patong ____ etc. Fill in the blank yourself. [No offense to the victims lah… My heart goes out to all of you and your plight. So sad]
So pigsie and I took care of groups 9 to 12, where I du1cu4-ed him to join BSP as well. See? No preferential treatment lol. Then to spite you-know-who and her ridiculous idea, I wrote on the board…
華僑 中學
高才处聚英共识联中一新生露营
华文趣味活动
In that exact scale. And in fact, I wanted to circle ‘趣味’ and draw arrows leading to stuff like ‘十分精彩’, ‘一流刺激’, ‘煞是好玩’ and ‘奇妙无比’ et cetra, but pigsie said I was evil enough. Sighz.
Don’t know much about i² (iSpark idol), was slacking in inner space. Don’t wan’t to be embarrassed. Came out to see jermy’s group making a parody of the camp and mocking the seniors. Pah.
So we realized, horrors upon horrors, that we were ahead of schedule – so we had to plan filler. And thus we agreed to organize a mass scolding session. And people like me were dramatizing the effect, like saying how we should all enter inner space, silently walk out in single file, take a chair each, line up in one line facing them, and sit down wordlessly’. Ha! I think it worked. But then, they did deserve to be scolded for a lot of stuff anyways. So HoYay!
Lunch. Similarity to day before. Re-evolution and mutation to a vegan. Log Sec, you hear me?
Then came movie screening, where I went off with pigsie and jerm to do homework in the library. Met y3 seniors there and helped ben chow with the humanities quiz. God, does pigsie read encyclopedias in his free time or something?
Bathing again. Big confusion. Angry maumu. Helped with the maps. Don’t wish to remember that part of the camp – maumu wasn’t too happy with them and us.
Journey to the South. Ellie came with 11&12, so I worked my BSP pitch on him there xD. The maps were sucky… I mean the ITE just disappeared from the map. Oh by the way, the JTTS consists of walking from somewhere to somewhere via a lot of places in the middle of the night while stopping to do malu stuff at the checkpoints. My group? HCI – nearby KAP – SMU – SJI – TTSH – wan3qing1yuan2 – ITE Balestier – Serangoon Cntr – Tekka Mall. Godamnit it was kinda far.
The teacher that came with us was the new science teacher called Mr Liew. And he really resembles Xian Wei. So we walked. And the Y1s got really tired. So they started bugging us… ‘can we take a taxi?’, ‘will you carry me?’, ‘can we pretend to get lost and go home?’ and of course, the title question. They were trudging all over town. And the stupidest part of it all? Malus are not malu if no one is watching to make it malu! D’oh…
So pigsie and I make them do some weird stuff at the beginning, like performing the smellytubbies song and screaming我爱你one after another. But see, if it were in the day, we could have made them go up to people and say woaini. And by the end, they were too shagged to walk, talk less do proper malus. And while pigsie, mr. liew and I were at TTSH searching for a path to the seemingly non-existent ITE and Serangoon centre, the Y1s and ellie was sleeping on the chairs. Hmph!
Funniest encounter was when we were asking directions to the ITE. We were walking along balestier road, relatively famous for its ‘nightlife’ around 3 am when we went past a taxi stand. There were these few taxi drivers. So one started asking…
“这么晚了, 作么还没有回家?”
“我们在玩个夜间游戏, 需要找地方”
“哦，要去哪里? 坐taxi啦…”
“我们不可以搭车, 一定要走”
“哈, 你们到底要去哪里? 可以的啦, 他们都好像很累---没有人会知道的嘛”
“不不, 但你可以告诉我们ITE Balestier怎么走吗?”
The guy appears shocked and seems to step back. Then he stutters… “你们是ITE的? 那… 那边而已” Points… “不远 我不要送. 你们自己去 快点快点走开” And he shoos us away, walking off in the other direction.
Well talk about equality in the nation, and discrimination as an idealistic term. Naïveté. With idiots like these people, the world will never be free from slurs of diversity. A**-hole.
So we finally reach the destination. Then took a bus back and hid while they had flag-raising before going to sleep. I personally feel JTTS wasn’t a good idea, but I don’t think anyone else thought it was excellent anyway. And as jet mentioned, “the only people who saw our malus were lovers and hookers, who looked like they might be even more malu then us”.
Basically, we finished up the rest, prize presentation and all, and let them go around 2 o’clock. The end of the camp! Whoopee…
All in all, it was still quite fun I feel. Organisers perspective is very different from the participants’. But oh yeah, it was fun. Yep, really. Cheers to OT, buddies, teachers, self-sacrificing seniors and Y1s. Yay!
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