
played a couple of games, got dirty and wet. BUT IT WAS FUN! SR games was really innovative! good job!

away from the final showdown to set up tents for dept. 4 small tents and 1 10-man tent! this was the trigger. after all that setting up, G-head claimed that it was too near the crowd, and suggested to move it further. HELLO MISTER! WHY DIDNT YOU SAY EARLIER WHILE WE WERE PITCHING!? *pissed off* since then, my expression changed. it was the seventh month. ppl were superstitious about pitching under the trees with no lights and near the beach. he got it all. bravo.
dinner was torturous as my back pain was killing me. pain was all that in my mind.
nevertheless, the night activities still had to go on. first came the forfeit times for the day games. though my team got second, we still got forfeit. *bleah* the teams that will have forfeit accounts for the first, second and third place! argh. always kanna forfeit in initiation! shucks!
proceeded on to night games~

then clever JACKSON went to spill beans on WEITING. the whole welfare team stood together as a result.


while the rest of dept were playing the station games..we were playing too! with the cameras:)





thought everything will be alright for the chilling part. surprisingly G called for supper. i was shocked and stumped as the team had prepared snacks and drinks. that came to a understanding as snacks cant fill a hungry man's stomach.
WELSON and I stayed back to take care of the belongings and had a good heart-to-heart chat. however, the moment they came back, they moved out to the lounge even without staying in the tents for long. it was unbearable. tears rolled down. soon, i found myself sniffing hard. all that effort to plan, buy, set-up had gone into the drain. felt as though my time had used up on the useless stuff. i hated myself for putting so much effort. but i knew i can never be half-hearted in whatever i do. discouraged as i was feeling, i began to sob even harder. WELSON came to comfort me and explained to me that there might have an unlying reason for it. by then, i was determined to let go of the passion and goals i had in the council. cried to sleep that night.
woke up with puffy eyes and started packing all the stuff. had breakfast with LITA and STYLES at bukit batok burger king. went to see sinseh for my sprained back. sinseh commented that my back almost cant be saved after all that vigourous activities i had. thank goodness. caught some winks before going out to study with LITA at Tully's.
hoping that its all a dream and i could pick myself up once again.