At the crossroads


the situation in my head nowadays

I figured that I should include sort of a update post before I went on any further. I have been much slower than expected in writing out these posts, and my holidays are sadly going to an end. Only 1 more week till O-week starts, and after a few more weeks I’ll finally go back to being a student as I strive to complete the last phase of my education. Please forgive my emo-ness in this post, I have been nowhere close to happy these days. 

After NBC ended, I was left with 3 weeks till my next camp and before that, I made a list of like what-to-do before school starts. Going for more FOPs isn’t one of them, but hearing about Rag from the seniors it seems like fun so on Saturday I went with the intro session with T at school. Got exposed to the 3 different components of Rag; dance, cheer and float. At first sight/thought, I thought for sure if I were to be in Rag I would join float since the other 2 isn’t really my cup of tea. Somehow when the practice sessions started, I was dragged to dance as L wanted someone to accompany him to dance as everyone else went for float instead. The timings were really bad for me to be honest because it was during Monday, Tuesday and Thursday evenings. Mondays I have Korean lessons while Tuesdays and Thursday I have tuition to teach. If it was any other timings I would have been perfectly alright. Just to commit to the sessions, I went to reschedule both my Korean and tuition lessons to go for the first week of practice. Needless to say it was tiring as half of my day was burned just like that. Practice started at 6pm so I have to leave home by 4.30pm, and after practice ends people will drag as just to talk or have supper so I’ll end up at home at around 10/11+. The turnout for the very first session was very good, at least 10 people from our group turned up, and after which we headed to Ameen’s for supper with N. This is where it hit me hard: Despite me being with my OG, I felt super alone and no one was talking with me and I just consumed my supper. No joke, even in my own OG I felt really left out, and I thought why the hell am I here? When it went to further practice sessions, I just really felt alone as I saw everyone around talking with their NBC OGs and with big smiles on their faces. Total polar opposites when it comes to me; I’m alone and deep inside I was sad. The only reason why I went down was to fulfill the attendance criteria. After the first week, I decided that I decided not to join Rag and I just disappeared from the practice sessions and did whatever I want at home. No one asked why or where I was, hahas I was that forgettable and insignificant. *insert sad face*

In the end, it turned out that even though the seniors told us that a s long as you could commit, they would teach us and they wouldn’t kick people from rag, it wasn’t true. There were auditions held for dance during the week I had union camp and roughly 30% of dancers got kicked out. It may seem like a small percentage, but that’s around every 1 in 3 people not making it. L who went for every single practice session didn’t make it and proceeded to rant in whatsapp. I really feel for him because I know he was quite enthusiastic in learning dance but wasn’t given the chance, so he ended up joining float instead. Maybe I would have been typing out a ranting post if I have went all the way for practice as well, so just take all these happenings as small blessings in disguise. But what if I had went for the session and passed the audition? Another I would never know what will happen moment, yeah I would be lying to say that I have no regrets not trying because really while learning the dance, the seniors were all very nice helping us out, constantly encouraging us when obviously we were sucking and chatting with us during the breaks. I told myself that rag would have been a good start for me to get out of that invisible shell, but I chickened out because no one I could rely on was with me. If I knew L was joining rag, perhaps I would have been much more happy during each training session since I had someone close with me there, especially since he ninja-ed out of nowhere and suddenly told me he got into dance, I was like WHATTTT?!!! Would it have turned out better if I was from a more enthusiastic OG? Instead of playing the blame game, I would rather just forget and not think about it. I could have also chickened out of the 3 week rag camp as well. So many what if-s, could-s, would-s… I really want to eliminate these thoughts and not have that feeling of regret. So let’s move on, fast forward to Union Camp, the seniors made big cards for us and had everyone to write messages for each of us. When I received my card and read what people wrote for me, it was yet another hit to me. Why? Let me read you some of the messages I got.

Even though I haven’t talk to you much…

Sorry I didn’t talk to you much…

Speak up leh don’t be so quiet…

BONUS: Hello fellow Rafflesian…

Forget about someone thinking I was from Raffles, that part really didn’t bother me. Was I really that quiet? :((( I thought I wasn’t, but whatever I thought didn’t matter. Reality hits hard ay, and that’s not exactly a negative point, but I kinda emo-ed for a while because of that. I thought I connected more with my Union Camp OG mates as compared to my NBC OG mates, so if I was quiet here what would my NBC OG people think of me? The same as I heard from L, since he was with some of my OG mates for tchoukball. It’s like that self-fulfilling prophecy coming true and university nowhere near where I imagined it to be. I hoped to make some friends before university start and did I? For business I could dare say zilch, kosong, zero. I do know and recognize some people, but that’s about it. The self-fulfilling prophecy I mentioned is that I end up having close to no friends and just end up being a loner plus closet mugger in uni, which seems to be coming true LOL. So I’m seriously hoping I make some friends in O-week, and when I meant by friends I mean people I will talk to even after camp ends. Even just 1 person and I would be satisfied already. (I really make myself sound like a super sad and emo kid in this post LOL). And oh yah hall… I didn’t get a placing, not even close. And after seeing even people like J having need to appeal in the second round to get into KR, I was certain I would never get a place at hall. They want people who can play sports well to win IHG, they want people who can act or dance for their performances; they want good looking people to be the faces of the hall, I’m nothing of the above. No wonder people say to find something that you’re good at in uni, so that you can at least offer something to others. At first, I felt definitely bummed that I wouldn’t be able to experience a unique part of university life and will miss out a lot. And again the magic rule: Don’t compare. Many people out there didn’ t live at hall before or some may not be able to even afford it, yet all of these people are doing well. Often we paint a picture of a perfect scenario which you will never attain, compare yourself to it and let yourself get down. What I have seen so far in university is only 1 picture, there are many pictures out there I haven’t witnessed yet. Hell, school hasn’t even officially started, why am I worrying so much? You might say going to NBC actually only brought about worries for me, but I think even if I hadn’t went to NBC, this impact would just be delivered later to me instead. Yeah travelling to and back from school would be time-consuming and tiring, but I’ll just take it as blessings in disguise. 🙂 No hall means I would be able to focus more on my studies, my CCAs (that is if I managed to get in one), and maybe hall would end up as another place where I would be forced into joining everything just again to fit in. I would never know the answer, but really no point crying over split milk,; no point emoing and thinking about it. Would it have made a difference if I went to one of the hall exposure camps before? Damn I’m not going to even answer because I know it’s pointless so suck it up and life goes on let’s go!  🙂

Somehow this ended up as an emo/rant post and I shan’t go further, also I don’t want to mix the more positive things I want to talk about in this post. Expect more updates here as well! February and April this year have already been postless, as compared to last year where I only had an empty month. Hopefully (I’m really full of hope ay LOL) even when school starts, I would be able to keep posting here on at least a monthly basis. Even though my 1st semester is grade-less, which means that I can basically flunk everything, I would still try my best and see where I roughly stand among my peers. Here’s a list of what I want to write about; some of them almost done already but some not even started yet, and I hope to be done with all of them around 80% of them before the year comes to a close. It’s time to camp at Starbucks and start churning out some of these posts! (just a fun fact, I typed this post at Tampine Starbucks hahas) Half of the year is already over, but it feels like i haven’t written here enough. So here’s a list of what I owe here:

1) Travel posts regarding Korea Trip (this one will definitely take a while)

2) Union Camp 2014 (another 4 days worth of posts incoming)

3) An overview of my life in the army/ORD post

4) Any happenings/updates on university life so far (I can’t wait to pen down and see my progress down uni hahas)

5) Anything positive and worth penning down here hahas 😀

6) Maybe some kpop related stuff as well

7) And of course, the topic which shall not be named, the one I constantly have been avoiding because I never know how to start etc.

8) Not to forget some proper updating of some sections in this blog, and also editing of my posts to put them in proper categories and tagging them as well.

Alright it’s really time to get rid of all this fucking negativity and enjoy fully the remaining of my holidays. Please Nick, this is really something not worth emo-ing about, don’t worry about not fitting in, not having friends, things will fall into place slowly. Don’t compare yourself to others just simply because I am not them. I learnt and wrote about these life principles before, so it’s just remembering and applying them. I believe that I will change a little when it comes, but also Nick please don’t change and stay the way you are. Don’t go tryhard; don’t go desperate; just be yourself and really, 不要想太多! If she can survive 2 years of university so far, why can’t I? I’m worrying about everything other than the most important factor in uni, the academics itself LOL. (And yays to another 2k word post. I really need to keep my posts shorter next time lols.)



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NBC 2014: Camp Vindico (Day 4) – And we fight!

13 June 2014, 0200 hours… Or I might as well say it as Day 3.9, as we reach towards our last night in NBC. This would be a shorter post as Day 4 was sort of a half day and there was only one event for the day. So let’s go, as we continued previously on NBC 2014: Camp Vindico…

After the end of our SP night activities, Kratos gathered back together to prepare for the final event of the camp, Cheer Fight. Everyone had the shagged face, including the seniors as some of them had to stay in the haunted house rooms with their make-up on and act as ghosts for our games. In the middle  of our meals the days before, the seniors did mention about what this cheer fight was about and how they did it during their year. N was trying to inspire all of us to give it our best as it would feel good on our own part. So what is Cheer Fight? Yet another ala NUS Business Camp tradition, it’s where each OG prepares a combination of cheers which is usually the form of the skit and can be up to 5 minutes. May I present to you Exhibit A, the cheer:


This is the winner of NBC 2012 Cheer Fight, and you can tell that there’s a certain level of standard that you need to be if you want to win. The difficulty of the cheers wan’t that high, the part which really made an impact was how everyone was doing their part and shouting their heart out. If one person wasn’t on par with the rest of the group, it could be seen instantly and spoils the whole cheer. So will Kratos be able to emulate the same cheer? At the heat of the moment, where you just let loose yourself, no one knows so for now, let’s just come up with something and see how it goes. The problem is that no one could think of something unique since most of the cheers we were using throughout the camp are actually quite repeated, we have a small pool of cheers and all of them were short and simple, nothing impressive. Since our OG name is Kratos, we were also trying to come up with some cheers that are related to Kratos, the god of war. The seniors went to fetch our supper, yet again from Ameen’s and it was E’s treat, everyone just devoured the food and this first half an hour wasn’t very condusive as half of us were more focused on the food.  The seniors were all ears during our preparation and helped us take down whatever we were discussing. They also gave us some ideas and opinions on how we could improve on our cheers. I could tell that all 5 of them were freaking shagged and the panda eyes were showing, and C was already losing her voice but still went to find pi pa gao and strepsils for all of us. Gradually, we had quite a number of cheers in hand and the main issue was to link them together. As time flies, our cheer started to form and N started to get excited and thought that we had a decent chance to win if we executed our ideas well. Okay honestly, half of our cheers came from the seniors who had some really good ideas which was linked to our theme. It was just our linking from cheer to cheer which was bad as we were saying 3, 2, 1 and saying that really spoils the whole cheer (but I was too lazy to comment). C was diligently typing out everything on her phone and putting on whatsapp for all of us to read. We started to do our first few dry runs which didn’t went well as everyone was unsure of the sequence and some of the cheers. Given how lupsup our cheers have been during the whole camp, it’s no surprise that we had a few of them also as well in our cheers. So it was just more discussing and practicing and I lost track of time and just wanted to do our best and go back to sleep (Sleep is important kay!)

We did our last dry run at the LT which was empty and by the time we decided to call it a night (or day LOL), it was close to 6 am and we had to report to the LT at 8.30am. That left us with close to 2 hours of sleep only, and on the way back to hall I could see a few groups still preparing their cheers. I still had to pack up the room and my stuff, but I was too tired to do anything and the standard procrastinating me decided to just head to the bed and sleep. And within 2 hours I had to wake up, pack up everything and check out of the room. It was one of the worst sleep I ever had and I felt even more tired than before. Everyone had the dead look coming out of their rooms, and yet again we were late in reporting to the lecture theater hahas. I guess when it comes to planning, they really take into account of everyone being late already. We had a little bit of time before the actual cheer fight started so we did 2 dry runs outside the LT. When everyone is accounted for, the PD told us about their judging criteria and who the judges were, and we says all the OG names in a random generator website on the projector screen. The first few groups went up and they were quite impressive IMO. At that point of time I just wished that our turn never came and when it did, I just wanted to get it over and done with. I won’t go into details of the cheer and what we did for our cheer, but IMO we had the worst cheer lols. We had the idea, it’s just that it wasn’t entertaining nor it had the wow factor. After our cheer ended, there was this moment of silence which was fucking awkward until N started to cheer for us and everyone else in the LT followed. I was just glad it was over and afterwards we could just sit back, relax and enjoy the performances from the other OGs. Watching performance after performance, I was convinced that we were pretty awful. So tip for future incoming freshies for cheer fight: Be loud, be creative, be funny. Those 3 elements were imo what we lacked the most. Most importantly, I think everyone needs to be equally enthusiastic, from an audience’s POV it’s really obvious when you become a blur sotong or when your actions are smaller than the rest of your OG.



The results would be released during Finale Night, so we took our pictures and bid farewell for the time being. Shared a cab with E and M, and along our journey I found out that M, who was studying at Daehan, had the same teacher as me. What a coincidence!!! And it was finally home sweet home. Went for a shower, blasted the air con and I jumped straight onto my bed. Oh how much I missed you my comfortable bed! Set my alarm at 5pm because the OG was meeting up before that for dinner before going to Finale Night at Zouk, which started at 7pm. Off to my beauty sleep I went, and it’s time for finale night! NOTTTTTTTT. I FUCKING OVERSLEPT THE WHOLE FINALE NIGHT. no shit, when I woke up it was 9.30pm and final night ends at 10pm. I felt kinda bad because most of Kratos went for it and I just overslept, but it didn’t seem to matter anyways lol. CY also overslept but still met up with the group after the whole thing ended. For me, it was a hunt for food as I slept past dinner and after a later meal and chilling on the laptop, it’s bedtime again!! I really crashed and slept at least 12 hours after camp ended, the lack of sleep was that bad. I probably slept more that night than the 3 nights together. I seriously have no idea how people survive with that little amount of sleep in camps. Even on a normal day, sometimes 7 hours of sleep isn’t enough for me LOL, must be the magic adrenaline rush of camps. Okay since I missed it, there’s nothing to talk about, so the end? Most abrupt end to the string of posts ever LOL!


First of all, big shoutout to Kratos and my awesome OGLs/facilitators: N, C, CY, J and JT! The 5 of them really kept a constant look out for all of us freshies, ensuring that we all had water to drink and would help us fill up our bottles, bringing us snacks and getting us supper to ensure we never get hungry. All of them never complained once and stayed up with all of us without question every night. The behind-the-scene work they do is really a whole lot, from their dry runs to preparing our OG identities. It’s really a shame that this OG isn’t a close bunch and felt like the touch-and-go friends type (I will get more into details regarding this aspect in a future post), and the seniors were constantly emphasizing that the people we meet at NBC will turn out to be our friends in the long run, and sadly that wasn’t the case. It’s actually quite bad because I saw  some of them in school after camp and didn’t even bothered saying hi :(. And also, special shoutout to the really nice female facilitator from Legolas who was accompanying A during our SP games. I never got to know her name and all I know is that she was from CAPT (from the shirt she wears), she wasn’t the type which will make us go over the limits during our SP games and kept saying hi when she saw me in camp. She was like “Hi Running Man!” ^^, then I gave her the do I know you look LOL (forever paiseh >.<).  Her voice was quite recognizable and so I was like oh hello when I spot her but I never got to thank her :(. Nice seniors really make the difference among these camps!

CALLOUTS!: [for those who don’t know what is a callout, it’s just the opposite of a shoutout! (I normally don’t do this, but got this idea from Hotbid’s TI4 interviews)]

To all the *censored* idiots who think winning is everything, well I hope you will remember the fact that this is just a camp, all you get is pride and maybe a few prizes if you win. But what is the point of all these camps? To forge bonds and make friends! I believe I have mentioned some of these idiots in my previous posts, yeah lols *more censored words*. If I were to allow myself to keep ranting on these idiots, I’ll drop a couple of f-bombs and drag this already wordy post. Just please, if you want to win do it in a clean and proper fashion. Think twice before you want to risk injuring someone just to win, not long your poor victim has to go through being injured during the holidays, he/she also can’t continue on the camp. Is it that worth it? SAFETY FIRST PEOPLE!



FINAL THOUGHTS: [since this is written so lately, I’ll try to keep it exclusively to NBC itself]

My virgin university camp! I think what I feel regarding uni camps would be the same for almost every DHS student before; it was a freaking eye-opener. Business people are generally quite upz, and the guys in my groups are all generally the sporty type, so I found it extremely hard to connect with any of them well, sadly and when we do chat it ends up just being meaningless small talk. I’m still the same guy, the quiet introverted guy who really appreciates when someone initiates a conversation with me. I think I talked around the same duration to my SP as compared to all my OG mates for the whole camp, and I found my talk with my SP to be more meaningful. Perhaps partially because she was a kpop fan herself so yays to fellow fangirl! I was so much more reluctant to show my fanboy side so that I wouldn’t go off as some creep LOL! Just think of the difference when you talk about your concert experiences to one who appreciates and one who doesn’t; the response would definitely be very obvious (okay captain obvious strikes here HAH).  And also, really prepare to fall sick after camp because the lack of sleep is extreme. The sleep you get in camp for a few days equates to one night’s sleep on a normal day. So did I enjoy myself in camp? I consider myself to be quite an introverted guy, but still I did enjoy myself! I don’t enjoy all the constant interaction, and do wish at times I have my own myself time. But you can’t survive university without knowing anyone, that’s the ugly truth. It’s all about connections in university; the more people you know the more advantageous position you put yourself in. Because of this environment, many people change and I completely understand now why so many girls drift away when they are in university as I’ve seen it for myself how university life can be like. One thing I’m proud for myself that I didn’t let this environment change me completely to a tryhard, because why should I change for others? Okay I’m forever digressing when it comes to this kind of thing. tl;dr: omg uni totally new place, so not suited me. This is where I’m supposed to write something more positive, but ahhh I think I will keep digressign further if I was to do that, so I’ll leave it to another future post. Thank you NBC 2014 for the wonderful memories, and finally that’s a wrap for the posts regarding NBC. Next camp to cover, Union Camp 2014! (omg time to prepare to type out 10k more words T_T)

My first kill went a little like this, grab and twist, grab grab and twist, my first kill went a little like this, stab and twist, stab stab and twist. And we fight, FIGHTTTT, and we kill, KILLLLL, and we FIGHT KILL FIGHT KILL FIGHT KILL~!




Bonus picture – This was the gift that my SP gave me, omg super thoughtful >.<. I shall not give a Starbucks card ever again (Even though she used it well for a cake haha but still so malu…)

Thanks again A for the lovely mug! :D

Thanks again A for the lovely mug! 😀







I’m forever apologizing here oops… Sorry for the sudden stoppage of posts, I promise there would be many more to come!! The journey in NBC continues, so here we go again~!

We are at the halfway mark boys, which also means Day 3 at NBC! We kicked off the morning having the seniors talking about the various Business FOPs (Freshmen Orientation Projects) set up for us; there’s Rag & Flag, Jam & Hop (aka biz bash), CIP activities, IFG  (Inter Faculty Games) and Orientation Week. I signed up a few of them (just following the crowd), the only one I was really keen on was O-Week since we would be grouped with our future classmates. We had our sponsorship talks after that, and half of the time I was asleep, with the other half surfing or playing with my phone. The only interesting point regarding all these talks were the gifts from the lucky draws, for example books and a powerbank. One of our main sponsors was Great Eastern, so they had the luxury of an half hour talk with us. GE had one of our biz seniors themselves, WH, to talk about financial planning and what basically was a recruitment talk. To encourage people to participate and answer questions, he used the root of all evil.. money. Like a badass, he took out those red and blue notes away for those who came up to speak. E went up as well and got $50 from him, supper’s on him! ^^ Moral of his story? Quoting him: “The greatest failure in life is not participating.” Now me working at Prudential before, I heard this term “financial planning” numerous times before. They always like to say its a win-win situation for both sides when you buy their products. It is true only to a certain extent though, because ultimately you would want your client to purchase whatever high-commission product you have. Whatever it is, I’m in no position to comment since he claims he earn 5k a month and got to travel to various countries due to his good performance within the company. I’m just a little ‘allergic’ to anything related to financial planning/insurance so you could imagine what was going through my mind during the speech.

Time for some pool games!

Time for some pool games!

It’s time for our pool games! We could either walk to the pool there or take the internal shuttle bus to get there. Most of the groups ended up walking, but the lazy us took the bus there. We got lucky as the bus just arived when we reached the bus stop, I’m not a big fan of the water, and my swimming just plainly sucks LOL. I barely passed my swimming/water confidence test back in BMT, and although I can swim, I don’t particularly enjoy the sport. Not all the games required full strength so weaker swimmers like myself just chilled for most of the day. Also, I’m glad for the games that require full strength, no swimming was needed and it’s just playing in the water. Won’t go into it much because seriously I don’t really like water. After the games ended, we were all gathered back to the lecture theater and waited for our next instructions. According to the schedule booklet, it was initiation time for us. The CGLs started to pass us blindfolds, which were basically strips of black rubbish bags, and we were told to put on them and wait. ZY had to wrap us his open wound and when he came back, he told us that we all were going to get fucked. Indeed, while blindfolded and waiting for our turn to be called out, piercing screams from outside could be heard. The CGLs were all saying how they went through the same thing and just “tahan”. Also, N was saying that during his year, he rushed to the toilet to quickly wash and save his shirt. Whatever is heading towards us, it’s going to be baaaaaaaaaad. Whoever was using the laptop was playing random songs, from elmo’s world to the pokemon theme song, which brought some laughter till our inevitable deaths. Hence I chose one of the song as the title of this post, because it’s such a stupid song, but stupidly addictive haha. pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbow~~When it was our turn, we put our hands onto the shoulders of the person in front of us and off we go. It’s the exact same sequence as when we are off for our SP games, only this time it felt like we were pigs going off to a slaughterhouse. After getting guided to the course of doom, and hearing more screams along the way, it was our turn for the BIZAD INITIATION! OH EM GEE. The seniors (I’m guessing) started to pour/put all sorts of food items on us, pouring soy sauce on our hair, putting flour on our face. One guy even pulled out my pants and started to pour unknown stuff down my legs. The guys were made to leopard crawl across more disgusting food stuff, and it was…. long story short; we were fucked. I didn’t like it at all and was constantly hurling vulgarities out LOL (typical me), and after everything is over, we were seated down together with everyone else. Everyone was asking around who were the people near them, as we just wait and wait till more further instructions. We were then told to take off our blindfolds, and we see all the seniors standing together in front of us. Ahhh and I had a quick look at myself, unknown food substances everywhere and I’m just a dirty mess. I smell, I feel sticky, I just want a good shower and feel squeaky clean. Back to the main purpose of all this shit, the seniors started chanting random words and everyone was just watching. I didn’t have my spectacles on so I couldn’t see everything clearly. After the weird chanting, they started going crazy and doing the bizad cheer. The camp PD said a few words, saying like we are now initiated into business and now a part of them. That’s the end of our initiation, and again I ask, was it necessary? It’s human nature that you want people to go through the same shit that you have been through, and normally I would be dropping many f-bombs regarding how ridiculous these activities are, but it’s all cool and I just played along and not be a spoilt sport.

The seniors took our bags and we were off wash up and meet back later for dinner again. The guys decided to go to the toilets at the business block to do a quick wash up before moving off. There was someone there before us already, so the 8 of us had to take turns taking quick rinses. Fortunately, a nice senior guided me, A and D to the handicapped toilet where there was a shower available. The first thing we did was to wash our hair as we all had weird stuff on it. The smell of all the things poured at us started to fill the washroom, and slowly we cleaned ourselves up out of the mess. This kinda reminded me a little from field camp during BMT; that first shower after coming back, it just felt good to be clean again. We all washed our shirts away and it was purely disgusting… *shivers*. I could see the brown sauce coming out of the shirt every time I squeeze the water out of the shirt. The flour was also stuck to the shirt, and I did enough to ensure my shirt was still wearable. PHEW! After washing up, we went back to hall to prepare for the next activity. Most of us went to wash up 1 more time, and the whole group ended up being late. While waiting for the girls, we did nominations for pageant and it was quite obvious who were the ones who will be chosen. I never liked pageants but again I’ll show up for the pageant to show support and maybe the after party.

so this is how it actually looks like if you are an ogl lol!

so this is how it actually looks like if you are an ogl lol!

Meeting back at the lecture theater again, its time for *drumrolls* SP REVELATION TIME! I could tell that some of the girls took extra effort in making sure they look pretty, while some of the guys brought some really good gifts. Back to the lecture theater yet again, and we were instructed to put on our blindfolds for the very last time. Obviously, everyone was excited since they were finally going to meet their secret pal. Hands on shoulder, the group of us 4 guys move off to meet our secret partner. Of course, we were constantly trolled and made to do silly stuff before getting to meet them. I was made to do 100 jumping jacks, and also made to kneel on 1 leg and beg for forgiveness (I don’t know why). At the start, the facilitators brought us each to the wrong SP and questioned whether we recognized the voice of our real SP. The first girl which I was made to kneel to turned out to be JW’s SP and her voice was quite different from mines. We got switched to another SP and was questioned again. I was just in blur sotong mode and I really can’t tell whether the person I was talking to was my SP. I didn’t think the next person was my SP, but it turned out she was my SP and the reason her voice sounded different was because it was dying. MALUUUUUUU TO THE MAX OH GOD WHY… She also had her doubts and we were thinking if we were being trolled again. 3, 2, 1, we were instructed by a facilitator to take out our blindfolds and TADA: My secret pal for NBC is A from Legolas! She kinda reminded me a little of PS, the short but sporty type of girl, and also a little of Amber from f(x), the tomboyish look but has a feminine face. I would have taken a picture with her just for memories sake, but she was saying that she wasn’t a picture person so I decided not to ask for one :x. Cue the awkward silence again after we see each other faces for the first time, especially after all the weird things we were forced to do. Okay not really because A kind of managed to guess who I was, maybe because I was giving too many clues away. I was describing what I was wearing for Day 1,  which was actually a fucking big giveaway. And I also revealed that I was a tall guy wearing spectacles. Honestly, I never thought about it and was giving feeding her information for her to guess about me. We exchanged gifts and I got her the most standard gift ever, Starbucks Card along with a Rilakuma Pen which my mother got from Taiwan! She said that it was actually her first SB Card, which is really surprisingly. It’s either she doesn’t drink much SB, or she made a white lie to make me feel better. (I’m leaning towards the former though) She proceeded to present her gift, which was a mug and the design was drawn by one of the students from Pathlight School, where she volunteered at before. damn the guilt train… I think at the moment I told myself that if I was going for any other camp, I would get a better gift. After chatting for a while, we and all the other pairs made our way back to the lecture theater. While I was looking around, I found L and A sitting together along with a few others. It turns out that A’s SP fell sick during Sentosa Day and had to go back home, while L’s SP went to watch the Taylor Swift concert which happened to be on the same day.

Our first activity after revelation was Fright Night Night Walk! The term fright night was supposedly banned because during a camp a few years ago, a girl got so frightened that she ran and crashed through a glass window. There were 3 rooms prepared for us, as we made our way in 3 different groups to our respective room. Due to time constraints, we only went to 2 of them. The first one for us was needing to find 4 pictures and take a photo of them: Harry Potter, Hermione, Katniss and Peeta. Before the search, they showed us this video and started to play some eerie music. While waiting for our time, screams could be heard from the room. A seriously looked damn chill while I was dying a little inside. I really dislike horror houses and having the constant fear that someone is behind my back or around a corner who is going to jump out and scream at me. We only managed to find 2 of them, and A suggested we turned back to search for them again. OMG seriously this girl has no fear, to be honest I think I was feeling more afraid of her LOL. The second game, we had to find for female names, and many names were stuck onto the floor but there are only 4. We each have only 1 light stick and have to link arms the whole way through. This time around, A did jump a few times but it was mostly her leading the way. I was sweating a bit and when we were told that night walk activities were cut, in my mind I was “OMG thank goodness it’s all over, my weak heart can’t take any more of this shit”. We made our way back to the lecture theater and it was game show time! The male senior who was MC-ing the event was super entertaining, constantly switching between the “SP facilitator” voice and his normal voice. There was your standard lupsup games where the MCs ask for couples to come up and the winners will be able to win marbles for their OG. Topless guys playing Simon Says, random dancing couples and yes, more topless guys doing 7 wonders. It wasn’t the most entertaining program of the day, and it started to feel draggy as everyone’s eyes started to close and heads were falling one by one. By the time all of the games ended, it was close to 2am already. We bidded farewell to our SPs and it was time for all the OGs to prepare for Cheer Fight! Time for another sleepless night ahead, and for those who don’t know what’s Cheer Fight, I would leave the explanation to the next post because this post is exceeding 2.5k words already. To be continued yet again…

Our MCs for the late night game show!

Our MCs for the late night game show!

Day 3 thoughts:

Just want to sleep, can’t wait to sleep till my heart is content. Last night here, can’t wait to be back home! Should I be feeling happy or sad? Now isn’t a good time to be thinking all of this, let’s just get some sleep Nick, sleep well Nick and nights! (that’s what i really wrote, sleep deprivation really can make people insane)