Saturday, August 09, 2008

CAMP CHILLAX (Cred Ser)

Happy Birthday Singapore! Youre 43, young and still going strong! Like seriously, we love you!

Camp Chillax was REALLY a chill out, reeelax campadoodles. There was no rushing from place to place, no forced cheers, no facil and teamie bonding, no cramped up schedule.

It was all, whaaateverrrr duuudes, just chillaaax (Sers caught up with all the wordmixing) man, drink some tea, toast some bread, and lounge around, baby.

It was weird at first, cause there aint no camp spirit, but then we got used to the lazing around spirit and it was all kinda fun. Except that, I FRIGGIN WORE A TAMPON FOR NOTHING!

I STUFFED A FORIEGN OBJECT INTO MY BODY! AND IN THE GROSSEST IMAGINABLE PLACE TOO!

Gosh, it was so gross, my FIRST TIME, and it was in camp. In some dingy little room with mahmates yelling "YOU CAN DO IT AMANDA" "JUST STUFF IN IT" from outside, and Jia En's "EH JUST DO IT IN 3 EASY STEPS, OPEN YOUR LEGS, OPEN THE WRAPPER, AND STUFF IT IN"

And trust me, it wasnt easy.
It was gross.

GROSS.
Just very gross. And pulling it FELT LIKE I WAS GIVING BIRTH IT HURT SO DAMN MUCH. But so whatever, in the end we didnt get to snork which made all the pain in vain.

And i also got yelled at. As always. Seems like im always at the wrong place at the WRONG TIME.

MsLim yelled at me for 'PRANCING AROUNG IN YOUR SWIMMING COSTUME?! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! THERE ARE MALES IN THIS CAMP! MALES I TELL YOU!" And i told her that it was because my shirt was soaking wet and see thru so it didnt make a difference, but she ignored me.

Ah well.
NOT LIKE I DID IT TO SHOW OFF MY ASSETS. I WAS COLD, DAMMIT. MY SHIRT WAS SOAKING RIGHT THRU. (Which sadly, are refusing to come out from hiding.) Because frankly, my assets are either late bloomers or just not there. GAH.

BACKSTAGE AT EXPLANADE

Then today we went backstage at the DURIAN to help bring out the Singapore cheer. IT WAS AWESOME.

Our incharge was a hot (he was seriously hot) guys called Jay and Mr Ian's buddies Da Timbaland-Kamal and Winston and Crazy-DramaGer were funny as anything.

We went around Explanade screaming and yelling our heads off saying WE LOVE SINGAPORE and singing gross songs.

And whoooo babaye, SOMEONE ASKED FOR MY NUMBER!! Who cares if it was a gross ahlian gangster? NO ONE EVER DID THAT BEFORE!

Okay maybe he was asking for Cara's, but lets just overlook that.

He said 'eh ger wo de peng you yao ne the hao ma', and i said errrrr.

And that was it.

So anyway. We also met a guy called Roman whos from Ukraine and he taught us German and he was CRAZY FUNNY. He taught us some way sexy handshake stuff and everything.

AND IT WAS AWESOME.
We really felt the Singapore spirit, and the warm-ie feeling.

I'll upload our camwhoring and our Ukrainese-Singaporean pictures when im free-er.

FOR NOW IM AWFULLY TIRED.
Goodnight, and Happy Birthday SINGAPORE!

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