harry potter and the order of the phoenix book is greatly insulted by its counterpart movie. just watched it, and if i could, i'll rate it 2 out of 5.
it fast forwards too much, characters are not portrayed well enough, storyline is tweaked, the characters look so old now, and i can barely recognize the accent. only part i liked was the young severus snape. pretty good looking i would say. i have a thing for long hair.harry potter looks ugh. weasleys look fine. so does hermione. and luna lovegood's pretty. love her hair. but overall, the movie was not worth that 7 bucks i paid.
i better finish up that obM post soon. details are already fading from my memory.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Sunday, July 22, 2007
i finished harry potter's last book within thirty hours, including sleeping, eating and lazing around. an accomplishment i would say. it was a good book, very well planned, twists and turns, and i suppose i learnt many new words. the english was a little confusing though at times, the phrasing or the sentence such that it had to be reread to grasp the meaning of the sentence rightly[either that or my brain just works slow].
spoilers ahead:
i was quite surprised of the way snape's character turned out, but it seems a little cliche that he actually liked lily and had that kind of friendship. but it was a nice twist, and answered a few questions to his behavior from previous books.
i always thought that harry potter would die in the end [sadist i know], but the end where he ALWAYS rises from the dead, or just can't seem to die is so cliche.again. like 'good always wins/prevails' and 'good will always triumph over evil' that kind of thing. but i guess this book was meant for children, thus 'happy ever after' always stays.
i was sad that all the loveable characters of the story are dead. sirius, albus, lupin, tonks, fred, etc, its just too sad. but i guess some people have to die, as a sacrifice, not everyone can live, and thus its essential in the story that these characters died anyway.
kids shouldn't start reading harry potter at too young an age, such that by the time they get to the fifth book onwards, they should be at least an understanding and mature enough teenager to handle the descriptions of torture, death, and war. and if too young, they may believe that magic actually exists in this world, and grow up deluded. it's probably everyone's wish that there was such thing as magic in the world anyway. i do. so basically, i think they should have an advisory age on the cover or something. the last book is well, heart wrenching at points.
well, good book anyway.
spoilers ahead:
i was quite surprised of the way snape's character turned out, but it seems a little cliche that he actually liked lily and had that kind of friendship. but it was a nice twist, and answered a few questions to his behavior from previous books.
i always thought that harry potter would die in the end [sadist i know], but the end where he ALWAYS rises from the dead, or just can't seem to die is so cliche.again. like 'good always wins/prevails' and 'good will always triumph over evil' that kind of thing. but i guess this book was meant for children, thus 'happy ever after' always stays.
i was sad that all the loveable characters of the story are dead. sirius, albus, lupin, tonks, fred, etc, its just too sad. but i guess some people have to die, as a sacrifice, not everyone can live, and thus its essential in the story that these characters died anyway.
kids shouldn't start reading harry potter at too young an age, such that by the time they get to the fifth book onwards, they should be at least an understanding and mature enough teenager to handle the descriptions of torture, death, and war. and if too young, they may believe that magic actually exists in this world, and grow up deluded. it's probably everyone's wish that there was such thing as magic in the world anyway. i do. so basically, i think they should have an advisory age on the cover or something. the last book is well, heart wrenching at points.
well, good book anyway.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
All i can say right now is that cecelia ahern is a writing extraordinair.seriously. all her books have touched me in one way or another(and i'm sure those of you who have read them may agree with me), on life, love, and the funny stuff. Her writing style is different from the other narrative fiction books and really does add a twist of interest to the book. Anyway, this is my book recommendation for the week.
Rosie Dunne by Cecelia Ahern
Back to my boring life. This is the month of July, i have come back from OB Lumut on wednesday, done with my experience in wakeboarding, and have division one semi-finals to win with crescent hockey club this evening. Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix is out in movie theaters and i'm going to watch it after i have reread the book. My best friend's birthday is coming up with mine, and we still have yet to plan a stoney-sweet-sixteen. My parents are away in Malaysia this weekend, and school lessons are officially going to start on Monday, which also means getting back the results from assessment week which seem like so long ago.
Since i need to do something with my weekend, and how everyone supposedly records their OBS/OBM adventures on their blogs, here goes mine(beware a very long and probably uninteresting post):
In general, i would first like to say that i came back with at least a million mosquito bites that wouldn't go away, and fortunately no leech bites. This Trip to Outward Bound Malaysia, Lumut is a Peer Leadership course to help us understand our leadership qualities and how to use them more effectively (which i believe i have learnt nohing much about leadership, and understanding that i value integrity is not helping either) This is a 10 day course which i believe could have been only 8 days.
Bubu watch members include: Pamela, Denise, Xue min, Jillian, Teresa, Chian Siang, Christopher, Amanda, Shu yi, Cheryl, Rachel and Wendy.
Day one 2/7/07
Obviously it would have to start off in Singapore, with all of us gathering at Beach Road at 8 in the morning with either huge backpacks, roller luggages, or in my case a big duffel bag. And so the normal procedures of riding the coach into Malaysia, with customs and all and no hook ups. Like all other coach rides i slept through most of it, with the rest of the bus either eating or being terribly noisy. Thank god for my earphones. But my neck hurt everytime i woke up for obvious reasons of no proper neck rests. And i do believe the air conditioning was bloody cold as well.
We reached OBM Lumut headquarters nearly 7 in the evening i think, a little introductions to Hairunizam aka Izam (course director and a short cute man), Amri aka Am (instructor), Fauzi aka Fauzi the shortcut man (instructor), and Sarah aka Sarah the First Aider (instructor/ intern staff who is only 18 and from England after completing her A levels), oh and not to mention Mr Liew, who came from Singapore with us to facilitate the leadership part of the course.
Next was to put our stuff down into the dormitries before dinner, where we headed to the dining hall to eat. The room is pretty plain, but its really nice for a dormitry. Three beds with metal frames and sheets on a comfy mattress, cupboards, table, two chairs, a balcony with curtains as well. Common toilet was clean and pretty nice to use i would say (much better than in the woods behind bushes). Dinner was pretty fine too i guess, and if i remember correctly it was rice and fried chicken and long beans. After dinner is when it seems more like OB, where rules and duties are explained, and the ritual of surrendering all modes of communication, entertainment and food to them.
Here's the interesting part: We had to go back to our rooms to take the items out, so i put the key into the doorlock, turned, and well, the key broke. so we were stuck out of our rooms. there was no spare key around at first, so we were stuck out for a few hours, till they finally found a key to open up the room for us. Denise kept going on about how i was so strong (as i didn't even use any effort to break the key)and 'it's God's will' that the key broke and we were stranded out.it was funny for a period of time, especially when we were freaking about having no place to sleep, can't bathe for the night, can't change and can't get our stuff. well in the end i got to keep the half of the key that got stuck in the door lock as a reminder of the episode. well thus we bathed and did our stuff and fell asleep for the night. Denise and Xuemin were my roommates for trip.
(gosh, this is only day one and i wrote so much. in my diary day one was only what, three sentences long? and i've still got nine more days to go.hope blogger has no word limit, not that i experienced it before)
Day two 3/7/07
woke up bloody early. about 6 in the morning, to wash up and for bloody PT (physical training). never imagined i would still have to do that even out of Singapore. we had to sing the national anthem at 6.30, before we did out PT. breakfast after PT, then we had some free time before we had this opening ceremony for the course including a formal photo session.(looking at the photo, we all looked shit except for a few) i was going to type i don't remeber what happened for the rest of the day for all my diary entry held was "woke up for PT, sang the national anthem, mostly prep work for the next day". but now i do remember.
we played a few bonding games after breakfast, which was the unknotting game where every everyone had to hold hands all twisted up, then try to untangle and get into a big neat circle without letting go of anybody's hands. and the poison river, where we've got 5 chairs, and have to transport people across the river without anyone falling in. Bubu (my watch name)won of course, then after that was the phototaking. in the afternoon, after lunch, we went for this 'mini' jungle trekking to prepare for the next day, which was just to climb to a small peak and down, and that took a few hours. it was already quite a challenge for a few people, and it was then that we realized how much more challenging the climb up Mount Bubu was going to be the next day. i remembered the climb to the peak and down as quite fun, and we realized that fauzi took shortcuts to keep going ahead of us.
Back to the headquarters meant that the leadership workshop was going to start. A guy who came from OBS lead the workshop in diffrentiating our leadership styles and i can tell you, it was BORING. like all those other workshops we have to attend. then came dinner. after dinner was the briefing and the packing for the next day's land expedition : climbing up the second highest mountain in Malaysia, Mount Bubu, 1648km to the peak.i think.
packing was tedious, slept late, like the previous night.and i would say we packed lighter than as compared to the previous year's expedition, or so it seemed. and it was a really long day.
(at this rate, i'll never finish the whole entry before the semi-finals for this evening. i already took more than an hour to get to this point)
Day three 4/7/07
Woke up early as usual, the day of our land expedition. did last checking, packing, sang the national anthem again, and went for breakfast. There was about an hour's very bumpy bus ride to the foot of Mount Bubu. Slept most of it off as usual, even though i just woke up only like 3 hours before.
The foot of Mount Bubu was like a tourist centre. not many people around, but it was civilization and as the instructors supplied, people came to Mount Bubu to see the waterfall. We did more last preparation which is basically applying insect repellent and going to the toilet, before setting off for the climb.
At the start of the climb, i thought i was weak. It was later on that i realized i just wasn't used to trekking with the weight of a very heavy backpack on my shoulders/hips. i do remember in my head there was this quarrel within myself trying to convince my body not to give up, and catch up with the rest. Everyone else looked fine to continue climbing, and i thought i was the only one who was heaving and had difficulty catching up. But they were just as tired as i was (with the exception of yan shan who was sick) so there i was trekking with that bloody heavy backpack on my back with everyone and my mind was blank. as if my feet moved on its on, non stop. There were times on the trek that people called me superwoman, and i just didn't respond, because i thought back to the start of the climb, of my inner mental struggle, and didn't feel like one, didn't feel like i deserved the title. But a small part of me was probably motivated to stay strong i would say. the backpack felt a little lighter and not so much of a burden, i just got used to the weight.
After what seemed like eternity, we reached the stream! for lunch. which meant we were only about halfway to the CAMPSITE.not even the peak. so we ate our pack lunches and went on with the seemingly never ending hike to our campsite. at some point i was digusted at being in the jungle, with all the insects and creepy crawlies (especially when i saw my first leech on the ground. ugh.ew.disgusting) everywhere.and i didn't want to touch anything, or be touched by anything. then i just got used to it.
we reached our campsite after going up and down rocks and trees and roots, to this space next to a waterfall cum stream. everyone just sat down and did nothing for awhile and i got quite pissed. why? because we stopped for many breaks during the trek, slowed down a lot, and arrived at the campsite late. it was past 6, and the sun was going to set in the next hour or two, and everyone was just sitting on their backpacks thinking that they accomplished something great enough they should just sleep. well, yea i got pissed that they weren't moving. but i couldn't do anything about it besides move myself and cook, since i was the chef for the day.
along the way, the tents were pitched, rice was cooked by me, popcorn chicken fried by sneha, and other food stuff prepared. i know like last year, the people who cooked at last, and i didn't get to wash up like the others who pitched tents just because i was cooking. and thus it got dark. ate in the dark, cleaned up, debriefed, and was terrified to use the toilet because leo got a leech stuck on him when he went. thus i hel my bladder till the next morning. which meant that i only went to the toilet twice that day, in the morning when i woke up and right before we left headquarters on the bus. i did change my shirt in the tent for the night, although i knew i sweated like shit during the day, i was pretty much dry and didn't feel that dirty. so off to sleep we went, and it is PITCH DARK in the jungle at night, and it is definately scary for a person who is afraid of the dark. well i'm fine with the dark if there are people around me, but when we had to use our very dim torches at night and do stuff, it sucks.
took me quite awhile to fall asleep, since as rachel put it, we pitched our tent on a sloping slab of rock.thus it was easy to slide to one side of the tent. plus the area i was sleeping on had two tree roots sticking up on my back. i barely slept more than 2 hours i figured.
and it turned pretty cold in the middle of the night.
(and now i barely have time to eat my dinner and i've got to go for the semis. i'll try to finish the rest of the days after i get back, and is most likely to complete the whole entry a few days later.)
(and i'm back to continue with the longest post of the century. we lost the semi finals, i went grocery shopping, bought stuff, came home and baked BLUEBERRY MUFFINS. they were better than delicious.yum.)
Day four 5/7/07
Woke up early due to a really cold morning, managed to get breakfast, go pee and pack a very empty backpack before we set off. We didn't have to unpitch our tents since we were staying at the same campsite that night. so for the day, we were to trek up to the peak of Mount Bubu and come back down. technically it would be a half day trek in total. we went uphill quite slowly i would say, and i was at the front most of the time.the climb to the peak was on really steep gradient as compared to the prevoous day, which was all walking and little obstacles to cross. i liked it when we were climbing up, closer and closer to the peak, and the path was mostly almost vertical already, so it felt like rock climbing, and i like climbing stuff. the peak was pretty small, but the air was so much cooler up there, and we were among and clouds.how cool is that, we got to be in the club before.The climb down was sped up, and we managed to reach back at the campsite before 5, such that we still had time to cook, eat and debrief wil LIGHT. i was in a happy mood, i got someone to take over cooking the rice, i managed to change, roughly wash my hair, pee, refill my bottle and all, i got high and became a little mad for a short period of time. this was the day ________ did something to ________ because i scolded _________ and he/she felt so sad that she/he went to ____ _________. that was all to day four.i love rockclimbing.
(since i'm already falling asleep, i'll continue another day)
Day five 6/7/07
This morning i think i slept quite well, and managed to pack up my stuff rather quickly, unpitch tents, and have breakfast. breakfast was this 3 minutes instant cup porridge where we just have to pour hot water in. The thing is, the porridge looked like bits of styrofoam before the hot water is poured in, not very appettising. thus i made CUP noodle, so much better. we had planned to set off earlier than the previous morning, due to a longer journey back to the foot of the hill, but in the end only managed to move off at nine, with full backpacks and everything. I stayed closer to the back this time, and admit that it was fun trying to catch up with the front, you know, the accomplishment of being able to move fast, something like that.
Stopped for lunch at the stream, the same place as our hike up, and enjoyed it. managed to soak my feet in the nice cold stream,although there was a blister, but it was refreshing. The rest of the trek downhill after lunch went pretty fast, very little stops, and towards the end, we were walking at a really fast speed, jogging to catch up at times. (Leo was leading at the front), thus, we made it to the foot of the hill in record time, with everyone elated, and too early such that the bus to take us back to camp had not arrived. We had an enjoyable hour sitting in the stream, after that was just chatting and waiting longer for the bus. Bus finally came, as usual slept through the ride, and headed back to base.
We had enough time to unpack, clean up the tents, and rest a little before heading off to dinner. i suppose most of the rest of the day was quite free, with a bath and loads of laundry to do after dinner. and then slump down for a nice sleep on a comfortable bed.
Day six 7/7/07
woke up with a really sore body, so didn't get up for a while, which delayed things, and managed to arrive for the singing of the national anthem late. My knee hurt from the point of waking up, the first time through the whole trip. and i suppose i had suffered a headache too, as i brought out the panadol. but didn't take it till breakfast when i had a fever. i was really weak then, lagging behind with lifeless energy during PT, and we played captain's ball after running. i just stood at one corner, didn't run much, to act as a free person nearby to score, but unfortunately, scored none (due to my sucky throwing/tossing skills).i didn't put on my specs nor contacts that morning either, so the morning passed by like a blur, literally. Breakfast was accompanied by a very bad headache and little appetite, but i still managed to eat and wash up, then headed back to the dorms to wait out the next activity. i think i managed to sleep for about another half hour before we had to continue with the leadership workshop cum reflection for the land expedition we just came back from. the fever came back, with a splitting headache, and well things just got worse while i tried to pay attention to a very drony discussion, which i thought was too long winded. my focus was mainly to stop my nose from running so much, and wait for lunch so that i can go eat, then sleep and rest. but i didn't make it that far... (to be continued.)
Rosie Dunne by Cecelia Ahern
Back to my boring life. This is the month of July, i have come back from OB Lumut on wednesday, done with my experience in wakeboarding, and have division one semi-finals to win with crescent hockey club this evening. Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix is out in movie theaters and i'm going to watch it after i have reread the book. My best friend's birthday is coming up with mine, and we still have yet to plan a stoney-sweet-sixteen. My parents are away in Malaysia this weekend, and school lessons are officially going to start on Monday, which also means getting back the results from assessment week which seem like so long ago.
Since i need to do something with my weekend, and how everyone supposedly records their OBS/OBM adventures on their blogs, here goes mine(beware a very long and probably uninteresting post):
In general, i would first like to say that i came back with at least a million mosquito bites that wouldn't go away, and fortunately no leech bites. This Trip to Outward Bound Malaysia, Lumut is a Peer Leadership course to help us understand our leadership qualities and how to use them more effectively (which i believe i have learnt nohing much about leadership, and understanding that i value integrity is not helping either) This is a 10 day course which i believe could have been only 8 days.
Bubu watch members include: Pamela, Denise, Xue min, Jillian, Teresa, Chian Siang, Christopher, Amanda, Shu yi, Cheryl, Rachel and Wendy.
Day one 2/7/07
Obviously it would have to start off in Singapore, with all of us gathering at Beach Road at 8 in the morning with either huge backpacks, roller luggages, or in my case a big duffel bag. And so the normal procedures of riding the coach into Malaysia, with customs and all and no hook ups. Like all other coach rides i slept through most of it, with the rest of the bus either eating or being terribly noisy. Thank god for my earphones. But my neck hurt everytime i woke up for obvious reasons of no proper neck rests. And i do believe the air conditioning was bloody cold as well.
We reached OBM Lumut headquarters nearly 7 in the evening i think, a little introductions to Hairunizam aka Izam (course director and a short cute man), Amri aka Am (instructor), Fauzi aka Fauzi the shortcut man (instructor), and Sarah aka Sarah the First Aider (instructor/ intern staff who is only 18 and from England after completing her A levels), oh and not to mention Mr Liew, who came from Singapore with us to facilitate the leadership part of the course.
Next was to put our stuff down into the dormitries before dinner, where we headed to the dining hall to eat. The room is pretty plain, but its really nice for a dormitry. Three beds with metal frames and sheets on a comfy mattress, cupboards, table, two chairs, a balcony with curtains as well. Common toilet was clean and pretty nice to use i would say (much better than in the woods behind bushes). Dinner was pretty fine too i guess, and if i remember correctly it was rice and fried chicken and long beans. After dinner is when it seems more like OB, where rules and duties are explained, and the ritual of surrendering all modes of communication, entertainment and food to them.
Here's the interesting part: We had to go back to our rooms to take the items out, so i put the key into the doorlock, turned, and well, the key broke. so we were stuck out of our rooms. there was no spare key around at first, so we were stuck out for a few hours, till they finally found a key to open up the room for us. Denise kept going on about how i was so strong (as i didn't even use any effort to break the key)and 'it's God's will' that the key broke and we were stranded out.it was funny for a period of time, especially when we were freaking about having no place to sleep, can't bathe for the night, can't change and can't get our stuff. well in the end i got to keep the half of the key that got stuck in the door lock as a reminder of the episode. well thus we bathed and did our stuff and fell asleep for the night. Denise and Xuemin were my roommates for trip.
(gosh, this is only day one and i wrote so much. in my diary day one was only what, three sentences long? and i've still got nine more days to go.hope blogger has no word limit, not that i experienced it before)
Day two 3/7/07
woke up bloody early. about 6 in the morning, to wash up and for bloody PT (physical training). never imagined i would still have to do that even out of Singapore. we had to sing the national anthem at 6.30, before we did out PT. breakfast after PT, then we had some free time before we had this opening ceremony for the course including a formal photo session.(looking at the photo, we all looked shit except for a few) i was going to type i don't remeber what happened for the rest of the day for all my diary entry held was "woke up for PT, sang the national anthem, mostly prep work for the next day". but now i do remember.
we played a few bonding games after breakfast, which was the unknotting game where every everyone had to hold hands all twisted up, then try to untangle and get into a big neat circle without letting go of anybody's hands. and the poison river, where we've got 5 chairs, and have to transport people across the river without anyone falling in. Bubu (my watch name)won of course, then after that was the phototaking. in the afternoon, after lunch, we went for this 'mini' jungle trekking to prepare for the next day, which was just to climb to a small peak and down, and that took a few hours. it was already quite a challenge for a few people, and it was then that we realized how much more challenging the climb up Mount Bubu was going to be the next day. i remembered the climb to the peak and down as quite fun, and we realized that fauzi took shortcuts to keep going ahead of us.
Back to the headquarters meant that the leadership workshop was going to start. A guy who came from OBS lead the workshop in diffrentiating our leadership styles and i can tell you, it was BORING. like all those other workshops we have to attend. then came dinner. after dinner was the briefing and the packing for the next day's land expedition : climbing up the second highest mountain in Malaysia, Mount Bubu, 1648km to the peak.i think.
packing was tedious, slept late, like the previous night.and i would say we packed lighter than as compared to the previous year's expedition, or so it seemed. and it was a really long day.
(at this rate, i'll never finish the whole entry before the semi-finals for this evening. i already took more than an hour to get to this point)
Day three 4/7/07
Woke up early as usual, the day of our land expedition. did last checking, packing, sang the national anthem again, and went for breakfast. There was about an hour's very bumpy bus ride to the foot of Mount Bubu. Slept most of it off as usual, even though i just woke up only like 3 hours before.
The foot of Mount Bubu was like a tourist centre. not many people around, but it was civilization and as the instructors supplied, people came to Mount Bubu to see the waterfall. We did more last preparation which is basically applying insect repellent and going to the toilet, before setting off for the climb.
At the start of the climb, i thought i was weak. It was later on that i realized i just wasn't used to trekking with the weight of a very heavy backpack on my shoulders/hips. i do remember in my head there was this quarrel within myself trying to convince my body not to give up, and catch up with the rest. Everyone else looked fine to continue climbing, and i thought i was the only one who was heaving and had difficulty catching up. But they were just as tired as i was (with the exception of yan shan who was sick) so there i was trekking with that bloody heavy backpack on my back with everyone and my mind was blank. as if my feet moved on its on, non stop. There were times on the trek that people called me superwoman, and i just didn't respond, because i thought back to the start of the climb, of my inner mental struggle, and didn't feel like one, didn't feel like i deserved the title. But a small part of me was probably motivated to stay strong i would say. the backpack felt a little lighter and not so much of a burden, i just got used to the weight.
After what seemed like eternity, we reached the stream! for lunch. which meant we were only about halfway to the CAMPSITE.not even the peak. so we ate our pack lunches and went on with the seemingly never ending hike to our campsite. at some point i was digusted at being in the jungle, with all the insects and creepy crawlies (especially when i saw my first leech on the ground. ugh.ew.disgusting) everywhere.and i didn't want to touch anything, or be touched by anything. then i just got used to it.
we reached our campsite after going up and down rocks and trees and roots, to this space next to a waterfall cum stream. everyone just sat down and did nothing for awhile and i got quite pissed. why? because we stopped for many breaks during the trek, slowed down a lot, and arrived at the campsite late. it was past 6, and the sun was going to set in the next hour or two, and everyone was just sitting on their backpacks thinking that they accomplished something great enough they should just sleep. well, yea i got pissed that they weren't moving. but i couldn't do anything about it besides move myself and cook, since i was the chef for the day.
along the way, the tents were pitched, rice was cooked by me, popcorn chicken fried by sneha, and other food stuff prepared. i know like last year, the people who cooked at last, and i didn't get to wash up like the others who pitched tents just because i was cooking. and thus it got dark. ate in the dark, cleaned up, debriefed, and was terrified to use the toilet because leo got a leech stuck on him when he went. thus i hel my bladder till the next morning. which meant that i only went to the toilet twice that day, in the morning when i woke up and right before we left headquarters on the bus. i did change my shirt in the tent for the night, although i knew i sweated like shit during the day, i was pretty much dry and didn't feel that dirty. so off to sleep we went, and it is PITCH DARK in the jungle at night, and it is definately scary for a person who is afraid of the dark. well i'm fine with the dark if there are people around me, but when we had to use our very dim torches at night and do stuff, it sucks.
took me quite awhile to fall asleep, since as rachel put it, we pitched our tent on a sloping slab of rock.thus it was easy to slide to one side of the tent. plus the area i was sleeping on had two tree roots sticking up on my back. i barely slept more than 2 hours i figured.
and it turned pretty cold in the middle of the night.
(and now i barely have time to eat my dinner and i've got to go for the semis. i'll try to finish the rest of the days after i get back, and is most likely to complete the whole entry a few days later.)
(and i'm back to continue with the longest post of the century. we lost the semi finals, i went grocery shopping, bought stuff, came home and baked BLUEBERRY MUFFINS. they were better than delicious.yum.)
Day four 5/7/07
Woke up early due to a really cold morning, managed to get breakfast, go pee and pack a very empty backpack before we set off. We didn't have to unpitch our tents since we were staying at the same campsite that night. so for the day, we were to trek up to the peak of Mount Bubu and come back down. technically it would be a half day trek in total. we went uphill quite slowly i would say, and i was at the front most of the time.the climb to the peak was on really steep gradient as compared to the prevoous day, which was all walking and little obstacles to cross. i liked it when we were climbing up, closer and closer to the peak, and the path was mostly almost vertical already, so it felt like rock climbing, and i like climbing stuff. the peak was pretty small, but the air was so much cooler up there, and we were among and clouds.how cool is that, we got to be in the club before.The climb down was sped up, and we managed to reach back at the campsite before 5, such that we still had time to cook, eat and debrief wil LIGHT. i was in a happy mood, i got someone to take over cooking the rice, i managed to change, roughly wash my hair, pee, refill my bottle and all, i got high and became a little mad for a short period of time. this was the day ________ did something to ________ because i scolded _________ and he/she felt so sad that she/he went to ____ _________. that was all to day four.i love rockclimbing.
(since i'm already falling asleep, i'll continue another day)
Day five 6/7/07
This morning i think i slept quite well, and managed to pack up my stuff rather quickly, unpitch tents, and have breakfast. breakfast was this 3 minutes instant cup porridge where we just have to pour hot water in. The thing is, the porridge looked like bits of styrofoam before the hot water is poured in, not very appettising. thus i made CUP noodle, so much better. we had planned to set off earlier than the previous morning, due to a longer journey back to the foot of the hill, but in the end only managed to move off at nine, with full backpacks and everything. I stayed closer to the back this time, and admit that it was fun trying to catch up with the front, you know, the accomplishment of being able to move fast, something like that.
Stopped for lunch at the stream, the same place as our hike up, and enjoyed it. managed to soak my feet in the nice cold stream,although there was a blister, but it was refreshing. The rest of the trek downhill after lunch went pretty fast, very little stops, and towards the end, we were walking at a really fast speed, jogging to catch up at times. (Leo was leading at the front), thus, we made it to the foot of the hill in record time, with everyone elated, and too early such that the bus to take us back to camp had not arrived. We had an enjoyable hour sitting in the stream, after that was just chatting and waiting longer for the bus. Bus finally came, as usual slept through the ride, and headed back to base.
We had enough time to unpack, clean up the tents, and rest a little before heading off to dinner. i suppose most of the rest of the day was quite free, with a bath and loads of laundry to do after dinner. and then slump down for a nice sleep on a comfortable bed.
Day six 7/7/07
woke up with a really sore body, so didn't get up for a while, which delayed things, and managed to arrive for the singing of the national anthem late. My knee hurt from the point of waking up, the first time through the whole trip. and i suppose i had suffered a headache too, as i brought out the panadol. but didn't take it till breakfast when i had a fever. i was really weak then, lagging behind with lifeless energy during PT, and we played captain's ball after running. i just stood at one corner, didn't run much, to act as a free person nearby to score, but unfortunately, scored none (due to my sucky throwing/tossing skills).i didn't put on my specs nor contacts that morning either, so the morning passed by like a blur, literally. Breakfast was accompanied by a very bad headache and little appetite, but i still managed to eat and wash up, then headed back to the dorms to wait out the next activity. i think i managed to sleep for about another half hour before we had to continue with the leadership workshop cum reflection for the land expedition we just came back from. the fever came back, with a splitting headache, and well things just got worse while i tried to pay attention to a very drony discussion, which i thought was too long winded. my focus was mainly to stop my nose from running so much, and wait for lunch so that i can go eat, then sleep and rest. but i didn't make it that far... (to be continued.)
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