Friday, January 12, 2007

2:48 PM

camp was a blast.
i shall photocopy my journal for you so i dont have to write it out.
its damn luxurious.
i felt bad that i complained.
i felt bad about telling people not to step on me or something.
i feel so petty or kotak as my family call it.
and i feel bad.

throwing the rubbish and cleaning stuff isnt that bad once you do it.


rain and sweat makes my hair soft and silky for 2 days.
and it permantly turns my hair brown?
at the so called "disco" or after that some nerd or irritating person was saying to me.
"woah. did you dance?"
"err. okay lah."
"i dance like hell."

yeah sure you did
NOT.
what she did was stand with brooch lady, ms anoroxia, err and brooch lady-about-the-same-height-friends.
so i think you know what i mean if you know who is brooch lady.
what do you expect?

some were good dancers.
mrs soon and ms teh were funny.
serving breakfast is fun.
it takes one black sheep or one stupid sheep to condemn the whole group and make us look stupid.

me and rowena were playing footsie during a talk.
haha.
don get it wrong.
i was trying to pull off her slipper with my feet.
i think my coach (kenneth) is a good husband.
he said he misses his wife.
aww, how sweet right?

i think bestfriend has the hot for.
amanda has the hots for
i think kangaroo.j also must have the hots for somebody.
she has the hots for somebody like every year at camp.
how dumb.

i walked home in my poncho and splashed through the puddles.
it was fun.
if it was the old me, i would have likemoaned and moaned.
but after all the mud, if felt super clean.
even the mud felt clean.
the mus, not sand.
or sand in the mud.
i think the camp changed me.
i find some people inspirational or what they say.
it really made me look at my life in a different way.
i hope to meet more people like that.
i want to change for the better.

my toenail is gonna drop off soon.
it totally seperated from my skin only hanging by its hinge.

i hate those people who forget about their old friends.
not that i dont want them to move on.
but i duno, to me, my old close friends still matter to me.

mum's willing to but me melissa wilson slippers:)
thought im not sure i want it now.
i feel like a brat.
and i think the samuel and kevin belt is unnecessary now.


Fireman TOM & the Cranola Lady