Just came back from yet another camp on friday. The damned weather definitely wasn't on my side. I ended up splashing around in mud and frightened bullfrogs hopping away from my path for consecutive 2 days. The 16/17 year olds didn't complain much although all their bags were soaked and couldn't sleep in their tents. The guys had to cramp in the basketball court. about 160 guys sleeping in the basketball court. Imagine that. Personally, it looked like a refugee camp to me. Seriously.
I was drenched on the second day of camp from 12 noon onwards, while i was in town carrying out the amazing race. I was dripping wet from head to toe, together with the rest of the group, including the kids' teacher!!! Haa... Pretty amazing. Very sporting, indeed.
This camp was practically about rain and freezing in the rain, being soaked to the skin and dripping wet from the pants even after seeking shelter for an hour. Even then, my legs were chilled to numbness till i had difficulty walking. So, i was drenched from 12 noon till 2am on thursday. Friday, it rained...again. The students escaped their area cleaning, which meant that the instructors had to do it. Bleagh... sucks big time.
Recently, I had a chat over drinks (Ice Mountain) with my one of my friend who headed out to get fags late in the night, since i wasn't asleep yet. We chatted till 4 plus am in the morning about life, being a teenager, families... relationships...etc. Only then, i realised my relationships were never about anything else but love.
It was always about the love, more than anything else...
Sunday, January 14, 2007
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