I'm back in Sgp,feeling both great and a tad sad.
Camping @ Koref in Kahang or Kluang(sp) was a very...experience.
Kinda regret attending the camp but enjoyed myself pretty much despite crying so many times on the first day. I slowly got used to it and yeah.
Brown rice for lunch and dinner,chicken or fish,fruits and bread,biscuits or goreng pisang for dinner. It's all organic fooood (O:)

The camp taught me to be stronger. I saw the team spirit in my class on trekking day itself. Everyone's going like "Jiayou people!" Even to our Haikal,our "hero" of the day. He reached the summit even thou he's so... :) We built our own raft and we managed to make it float for a long time and we were the first. How great can it feel like? I've never done all this before. It feels more like a survival camp seriously. I didn't have enough sleep for 2 nights. Missed home,missed everything here. So I'm glad that I'm back ('Cos I survived KOREF!)

And now I'm Pms-ing,hahah. I kinda expected it and knew it.
And not to forget my cough. Oh oh! Did I say I miss trg? :)
My damn sunburn's killing me. Blah.

Yiting's the world fabulous! -points to her green shirt
Aha! :)
Love you all!