shag man... just came back from field camp yesterday... my hands are in a horrendous state... just imagine your hands being covered in lots of rashes, some mosquito bites, a cut, some blisters and left over from the cameo green... eew... come to think of it, ns is sorta extreme... it's a shag out most of the time when it comes to physical training... when it comes to slacking, we just rest in the bunk talking crap...

this camp did gave us a chance to see what other ppl are really like, esp our own bunkmates... haiz... guess my own section was much more fragmented than i think... frankly speaking, i've dun think i've been in a more fragmented team than this...

tempers flew throughout the camp... ppl was quite easily agitated... well, dun think we can really blame anyone... the combat ration was not entirely pleasurable to the taste buds... (although the accessory pack was not bad... esp the holicks and milo... lol...)... must say tt the current level of discipline is low...

man, was i shocked, thus, to hear ppl say they feel tt their performance is not bad already... i just pray tt nothing bad would come up next... performance is not bad? haha... unbelivable... i pity those guys who said tt... they must not have been part of organisations like uniform groups or oac before... or even anything vaguely similar to these CCAs... our performance was plain terrible...

these things aside, there were some saving graces for this field camp... for the 1st time, i got to understand and enjoy the feeling of sleeping under a blanket of stars (and satellites... there was a hell of them too...)... come to think of it, i find it stange tt i dun remember having starry starry nites when i climbed gunung rabong... maybe the vegetation there was so thick that i couldn't really see the sky...