okay. changed url & skin. (;
to prevent spamming (:


ytd.
'leadership camp'
was fun.
turned out, im an I.
Influential. apparently.
im gna be a persuader or smth.
we had some sort of SENGKANG CHALLENGE.
we paired up.
my buddy was JEAN(:
&their ver. of 'lunch is provided' was to give us fifty bucks.
aim is to buy food from the rivervale plaza wet market(eew) and it must feed 27 ppl. -.-
we split up.
my grp bought the fruits &rice.
the others bought meat( 27 chicken wings to be precise :D)& vege.
my grp the girls (huiqing madeline me eileen joan) laughed at the sight of the boys ( eko haojie & co. cant rmb) pick out apples. like aunties. :D!
went back to sch.
we used the drainage grills as leverages.
&cooked.
we used SMELLY solid fuel instead of the reliable and NONSMELLY punks, kinderlings and twigs.
when we ran out of fuel, i did suggest that.
but they went to find somemore.
& the stupid chicken wing so damn hard to chop in half la.
first, zahidah & jean 'massaged' eg marinated the chicken in oyster sauce.
then, me & my cousin (meiyi) held one end of each wing.
and i lifted the super blunt knife, and.......









THWACK.
the chicken blood spilled out.
heng, only a little bit.
i sawed my way thru 27 freaking wings.
damned diff lah.
actually, i wanted to start the fire.
but the stupid instructor laughed at me.
and asked me go wash the food.
chauvinistic pig la.
its only setting a white square on fire.
whats so hard?
lift the drain grilles then lift lah.
no big.
spars heavier can.
gr.
the chicken wing kept spurting out oil.
my hand was scalded dunno how many times.
then we makan-ed.
the rice tasted weird, but edible.
poor angela was stirring it non stop for 2o mins.
inedible also had to eat.
must appreciate the effort.
drank like 4 cups of coke.
amazing, since i never touch carbonated stuff.
but still.
then, after the fun part, came the boring part.
sat in the haven for dunno how many hours.
was bored stiff.
then left.
went to eat KFC with georgina.
home-ed at 8.3o.




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today
guides indian cultural day.
phone was also kena confiscated by julia goh.
ass.
cos i wanted to call nadira.
i swaysway get seen by her.
now i gta do CIP with her.
crazy.
so the games stuff was not that fun.
cos the CIP part kept looming over my head like nobody's business.
sians.
oh.
haha.
i just remembered.
today me & pris wore the same outfit without planning to.
call it fate/karma/coincidence.
:D
tmr is one of my v.v.v.v.rare free days.
someone call me. (:
gg t sleep soon.
nights ppl.