So on to my 2nd part of if the ODAC camp which took place from 04/07/08 - 07/07/08

Day three. In the morning, we had games at ECP. Got disgusting game, also got very engaging game. Another of the piggyback a girl game. This time, we piggyback a girl, run into the sea, let the girl fill up a bottle of sea water, and pour it into a bottle on the shore that is poked with small holes! That means we have to be really fast to be able to to fill up the entire bottle! Halfway, We started to dunk the OGLs and GLs into the waters. Very xiong. I was so shag by then. Main highlight of the day is dragon boat. It turns out to me that dragonboat is more fun than nite-cycling to my surprise. You never know whether you like it unless you try it. This is one classic example. The instructors taught us the techniques of paddling, and the way to hold the paddle. We did dragon boat at the kallang basin. Dragonboat is very different. You get to have a taste of it, really. My boatmates in front, keeps splashing water at me when she paddles. And we need to synchronise with each other, timing must be good, must have mo qi, so that the paddling is efficient. It require team-effort, not cycling. We get to experience the thrill of a dragonboat race. The adrenaline rush, the morale, the urge to win, was enough to push us to put in our very best. And we do something and give it with everything we have, that feeling is good. We were rewarded as we turn out to be the winner of the race among the five groups. It's damn shiok, the sensation of winning is memorable. As if time stops, you dont want that sense of goodness to escape from you.

Day 4, paintball. Its a battle simulation game. Very fun, something tat i also really like to have a feel of it. Every player gets a gun, and the gun shoots out paint instead. Two teams on the battle field, with barrels, chest, barricades for cover, to dodge enemy fire. Two objectives in the game, one is to hit opponent target, it's a small orange target, and the next is to grab a box, placed at the front line, and get to back to the base. This is the most xiong game, i find, i was trying to run as fast to get the box, but always ganna shot. Once u get hit, u got to run back to the first-aid area before u r "revived" and u can be playing the game again. Ther's 2 rounds, my grp won the first, and we lost the 2nd round. I ganna shot many times because i'm the one trying to grab the box, the primary target for the opponent. Got bruises over this places. that's y its "PAINT" = "PAIN" ball!

End of the camp! It makes me feel like a freshie again. I enjoyed all the moments and activities, showering in a rather open place, where people can see, tasted sea water, sat around a campfire, had crappy cheers and campfire songs, guys try to act like chio bu contest... so much more to say.... that i can say.

When i reached home, the silence and serenity of my house, got me taken back. Feel a little lost, i asked, where is my tentage? Where is my OG members who will be suggesting games to occupy the free time?

The 4 days NUS ODAC camp was fun and I must blog about it before i forget all the details. All this while, when i was working in the library, i started to think that i didn't get the fun I should be getting in NUS when i was still a undergrad. Stumling upon the ODAC website, I decided to give it a try to experience a orientation camp, which i never did before. And most of all, the camp comes in an ideal package of programes that I always have been interested but never got to do.

First day, treking trip. We started off with king albert park, in bukit timah. It's an abandoned railway track. We bash through vegetation, walking on grass path, somehow my OGL, Edward was stung by some unknown insect, probably a wasp. He's really unlucky to be stung at the begining of the trek. All of us got to poke fun of his toe for the remaining of the camp. It was swelling up, twice the size of an average thumb should be. We were already being warned in the begining that there's a muddy path that is powerful enough to suck our footwear in. It is short tunnel, but with enough light to see the inside, partially dark. The ground is flooded with water on both sides, making the whole tunnel only walkable in the center. Making things worse the mud is really thick. Planting my foot in, i feel like as if it was a strong adhesive, not letting go of my sandels. I have to tug really hard to pull it out, producing the loud "smack" sound every time i do it. My GL Shania was so cute (Ka Wai!). She was saying out how scared she is of the darkness when we were in the tunnel, I had to hold onto her hand and comfort her. At nite, we had canal walk. as in we really did a canal walk in one of the long gangs! but its situated in a forested area, along the roads of ulu pandan, where the old SMM is. The part we start to get wet begins once we enter the tunnel. It's totally dark inside, can't even see your own hand with a torch light, the water level reaches somewhat underneath the knee level, occassionally above knee level. It was definitely a different experience, something you never get to do usually. I like the feeling of the cool water, and the thrill of exploration, plus the crowd does add on to the atmosphere. We camp outdoors in west coast that night. That was my outdoor camping after 5 yrs, since i leave the ns. Couldn't really sleep, but did manage to sleep a little.

Day 2, scavanger hunt. Given a map and a piece of written clue, we have to find checkpoints in the area of east coast. One of the station was in island resort, its a chalet and its held at the checkpoints. This checkpoint damn xiong! I should say the whole camp really drained me out physically, but I had so much fun with the activities! Coming back, guys were suppose to piggyback a girl, with the girl holding onto a small pail. The rest of the grp members suppose to stand behind the line and try to aim the ball into the pail. So xiong. I never thought i could piggyback a girl, actually I was doubting myself whether i can do it or not, but turns out i can leh! haha. Army helps, i suppose. We had nite-cycling tat nite, navigating the map to get to the checkpoints. Most of the checkpoints are makan places. We stopped to have supper along the stations.

Then it happens, by then i was too tired, we were still cycling at the wee hours of 4am, plus the rushing around and the piggyback, it was too much to take. I fell with my bike when we were returing to the campsite, in East Coast Park itself. I was standing on the pedals of the bicycle, the seat rest was hurting my butt, and i need to raise myself for my butt to take a short break. Its a freak accident, which means it shouldn't happen. I just felt that i loss my footing and started to lose balance. I fell down, having laceration on my hands and knee. I got this big bruise over my right knee cap now. But its damn fine, looking at the bruise is a reminder of the night cycling. And that makes me feel good because i get to do something I always wanted to! I always wanted nite cycling because i think its a different experience from day cycling.

I wonder when i can see this person again? It felt like we know each other for many years though we only had fleeting moments. It was like as if we could share about everything in this world, and have nothing to hide. Such genuine relations is rare to come by, more precious than all the riches you can ever gather in this world. This connection --- I truly appreciate. To be truly heard, to be truly listening as well. I wonder how many of us can do that.