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04 April, 2008
On Our Own
We built these walls to last forever
And now I'm planning my escape
So we build then we burn
Is there any other way
So these problems fade away
Cause we worked done our best
And we've come so far along
This road together on our own..
Finally, the camp's over.. Heh. And I'm proud to say that it was a success! Happy tired faces of the freshies fill the air. Yeah. No doubt it was one hell of a tiring week for everyone. But we all had fun together. The warriors, the crusaders, the OCs, the seniors as well as the old birds.. We just shook the world of SMIT camp!
Nightwalk was awesome.. I just love it. I heard a lot of freshies hate it. Made them feel like pissing in their pants. That's why I love it.. Heh. Sounds crude? Well you haven't seen the crying boys.. We nightwalk people rock. \m/
Hmmm.. And of all the days, I fell ill on the second last day of camp. The throat started to sore, the head started to spin.. Yet I just had to go on and paste that smile on my face and be high. Like I couldn't possibly show that I'm sick, right? It'll totally spoil the mood.. And I bet there were other sick and tired people as well.. So I just stayed high...until I finally surrendered after the debrief last night. My head just felt like bursting. I could even felt my pulse on my forehead. Body felt so light and feverish. Shit.. Hmmm.. Well I'm recovering now..
All in all, the camp was superb. All those hard work was worthed it. Really. Heh. Everyone bonded like never before. I really felt a sense of belonging. All of us rock. Shibby.
Note To Self:
i don't know what else to feel or think
sometimes i don't even know what else to say or do
my heart kept pumping so fast whenever you're near
it seems like it's getting weirder
oh, and i was kidding when i said that i found a girl freshie cute
heh. but i just felt so small when i see them guys getting close to you
well..
i'm just thankful to spend that one night chatting with you
i still think i'm not worthy..
reminisced;
- 10:30 PM
