The hurdle.

Well that Friday afternoon, my heart was thumping like a maniac having anxiety for the fact that I was going to be living in a tent for 3 days almost gave me a seizure. Though being excited at the same time, I felt a sense of boldness. Stepping out of my comfort zone into horizons untouched. Coming to school in a beanie and my hair down, I was abruptly told to tie up my hair when my teacher stepped into my path. Everyone was chattering away probably feeling the same way I was. I couldn't tell because well it's hard to read the feelings of 86 people. I brought along a big knapsack and two giant totes. Later realizing that I didn't need half the things I brought including my toothbrush.

Well this was on our way out of school. all smiles as we were getting hyped up to get on our bus. We were pretty enthusiastic I suppose, with Naomi singing "Bus Bus BUS 1" on repeat. Evidently, we were all on Bus 1.

These were my beautiful tent mates which I love very much. Definitely bringing them to camps because if you don't have something they definitely have it! We spent a good amount of time passing out altogether in our tiny little tent due to the immense exhaustion we faced. Though I was very much intrigued at the fact that even when every girl in camp including my tent mates, went through a whole day of jungle trekking and exercising and sweating up a storm, their bangs/fringe never once went hay wire unlike mine. (scroll down for hideous after swim picture).

My to-camp bus partner wearing my sun shades. Those shades were passed around to possibly at least 10 people at camp without them knowing I owned the shades. Though I enjoyed the bus ride very much. It was very short about 30 minutes? Reuben and I were trying to watch Lizzie McGuire the Movie with headphones that didn't work well with his phone. It was enjoyable nonetheless.

Upon arriving at camp I was definitely not expecting a man yelling at us 24/7 teaching us about discipline and commitment and punishing us for being late or for being disrespectful. Though at first it was pretty hard to adapt to the situation but in the end I did learn a lot got to meet a few cool people and as a whole I enjoyed myself a good lot. I may never get to experience a camp like this again, but I am thankful I signed myself up. I also wanna thank all the jurulatihs or cikgus for helping us and also Kumpulan 5 you guys are the bomb... a! *badum-tsss....

After river crossing. (Swimming across a river/lake with a life jacket)

Jane.

PS: Credits to cameraman Gabriel for pictures. #hedidnotcrosstheriver

The Lost Voices

Well I attended a school choir fundraising concert for their trip to Brisbane yesterday. The only reason I actually go for school events like this is so I can dress up and feel all fancy. Though to my surprise i was very much entertained by the choir's ability to sing songs of various froeign languages including Japanese, Korean, Filipino and even Portuguese. It was exhilarating to feel chills run up my spine as I watched and listened. Kudos choir good job. 

Jane.

Outfit: Black long-sleeved mini dress (Terranova), Floral high-waisted skirt, Black stockings (Sox World), Mood ring ne (Diva), Black beanie (H&M), Wedged ankle boots (Cotton On)

                           

  

PS: Credits to Sarah Hamzah for lending me her boots and for the lovely pictures.