Yay! 3 days 2 nights of torture is over! Eh...wait. Torture? Yeah, torture. First day we had to hike 11.5km Non-Stop non-rest and 3+km of walking/running around the school. That's not called torturing? My legs are swollen and can't really walk(fast) or run(fast). Anyway, I'll tell you some things about my camp at Maris Stella High School.
Bathing. You heard it right, BATH. What's that to talk about bathing? There's A LOT. Seriously, I'm thinking of appealing to other schools after this camp. Why? Really, I don't want to tell that.
About the hike...did I mentioned it? Oh yeah I didn't. First day we had to hike 11.5km Non-Stop non-rest and 3+km of walking/running around the school.* While walking go make fun of Student council. Wait...I DID mention at the top. Who told me that I didn't mention???
Sleeping....we sleep at the hall. Yeah, HALL. The hall where people step around making it dirty. Never mind about the cleanliness though, I have a sleeping bag. And about the pillow...I used my bag as the pillow. I'm gonna advise you guys here: Never use your bag as a pillow. Guess what? I ended up getting lots of hair stuck on the bag and had to cut them off.
On the second day we had a School Tour game. The aim is to guide us around the school and familiarise with the school facilities while playing games and races at stations scattered all over the school. 10+ Stations. Some are for memorising, while some are finding things. After the tour we were tired and some almost fell asleep during the talk after the tour.
On the last day we had a inter-class competition. Lucky and unlucky enough, our class would be dancing. Lucky: The dancing was the easiest of all, others were skit and stories, and poetries. Unlucky: The moves we had to create ourselves and the WHOLE group didn't co-operate with me and I ended up thinking the dance moves while others were fooling around.
As for the competition, we won the consolation prize. Which, means that we lost the competition. 6 Consolation Prizes and 1st, 2nd and 3rd Prize, and there are 9 classes. Seriously, that's not my fault. Except for me and a few others, almost everybody was lazy and were waiting for us to do the dance and they copy some moves from us and make up their own combinations. We ended up sort of doing the same moves, which pulled our marks down.
And that's my camp. Have fun at your camps too, guys! (And girls)
*Yeah, I copied that from the first paragraph.