St James Bond camp - day 3

hm.. 10 days late but better dan never. nth much on day 3 anw.

woke up with my legs frosted. apparently the owner of the towel i used to cover my lower part took it away and my legs were exposed to the aircon. took me quite a while to get out of the bunk and defrost. i love cold but not when it frosts me up.

the wake up time was later this time.. for us to catch up on sleep which the night activities ate into. but without an alarm clock, i slept past the wake up time. i quickly washed up and went to the devotions place, where almost all my members were there alr. i had not read up on the passage so i was at loss of words. but same as yesterday, i arrowed others to read. this time the passage had more stuff to talk about than the previous, so the group was less quiet.

for breakfast, there was lots of leftover otah from yesterday. so there was plain bread to go with the otah, and condiments like kaya and peanut butter to choose from. the plain bread ran out so more french toast was brought in. but too much cos soon after, most ppl finished. so me and a few others were left with 2 whole plates of otah to finish. tastes good but a kind of taste that sickens when eaten too much.

the next hour or so was used to clear up the place. cleaning dirty stuff, shifting stuff back to original places, rearrangements, tidying up the place, and packing our belongings and bring them to outside the aquarium. my stuff were all over the place (in the bunks or outside, in the toilet, in the lounge, etc.) and i had a hard time gathering them.

then we gathered in the auditorium for a closing session with debrief and prize givings. my group got 5th place and a prize way smaller than the first. but it didnt matter anyway, cos most of my group members werent too keen on having their share. i donated a whole pringles tube to the jym lounge. but in addition i received a personal prize for having the most number of signatures they counted: 50/68. but i counted it again later to be 51. they missed out the denise signature that looked like normal text. and 68 includes 6 ppl who didnt come at all.

From then on the camp was closed and we dispersed. immediately about half went home. the others lingered a while more and then went out for lunch. i went upstairs to the bunks and thought... just an hour ago the place was bustling with activity, now its dark and silent. as there was nothing much left to do i left the church and made my journey home.

This camp was more of relaxing than meaningful. but i think i prefer this style. cos when its relaxing, it is easier and more conducive for ppl to bond. and that fulfills the purpose of this camp.