After All That

After the residential camp, that is. 3 days and 2 nights was definitely more than enough time.IT was fun and all, and every phase of games come with a meaning...it's called Learning-In-Action.I like to learn things that way. The place, Labrador Advanture Centre(LAC),though it looked old and all, it was filled with colourful murals on almost every corner you turned...Guess that is called" A place where colourful and new memories are unravelled"? The bunks were "replicas" of army camps(they may look the same, but rules were very relaxed).Canteen was colourful,the well-maintained toilets could give one a decent feeling that he or she was actually back home.Great!
First day was, well games games and more games for 6 or 7 hours.There, 10 teams were suppossed to raise some money in terms of points over a period of three days,and 2 nights. I was made the In-charge of my group of bout 10 people...tough,but filled to the brim with experiences, that is what I expected to learn there.I enjoyed the game of Water Bomb,whereby we all threw water bags at other teams...when some of us became restless,there were containers like bins and pails, so we took them(Wahsed them clean first,then filled them up), and emptied all the water at others at the refill site and other places.The other one that night was the treasure hunt. The first night was filled with hand phone ringtones from some roommates, and i watched some of my classmates who were also there to play a round of card game or two.Well, we all could not sleep from the experiences of the first day, and the thoughts for the next day.I managed to sleep through the next 5 hours that night.
2nd Day. Today was definitely not the kind of a camping day I had been waiting for. There were few games compared to those which I looked forward to from the previous day,and there were also few meaningful evaluations and experiences to take home about the games, as there were only that number of games(I had hoped for more). Breaks were given so often, that almost out of the 24 hours,we were all spending more long moments which were short inside our own bunks, but we managed to be able to play some games with some of our new found friends, and got to know them better.Well, I only said that the DAY time was uneventful, and I have not went on to explain about the night right??? Now, in the evening, after the delicious dinner, everyone finally held up hopes and went to the hall of the campsite, which was the calm after the storm. That was where the best part of the whole camp came in. We had a miniature " Fear Factor" telematch, not too digusting, and you could actually hear those enthusiastic cheers and encouragement from all the teams! That night, we all slept so soundly, that we did not notice that a small group of friends had ordered some food to eat and celebrate with their leader before the next day. It was so thoughtful of them...
3rd Day, being the shortest of all, was just breakfast , 3 tasks with regards to time management, and the Prize Presentation. As we all woke up late that morning, there was little time to complete our tasks, which we still managed to pull through with a large number of points at the end of the day. We parted, took a bus to the school's main gae and we all , not really all, went our seperate ways.That, was yesterday.END OF CAMP.

And there, you have it, yesterday, the school's the first destination of Sunday,at 12.30PM. I had to attend a meaningful puppet show at the esplanade at 3 till around 4 in the afternoon, and that's destination 5 for you. Before that, I went to Lakeside MRT to change to a clean set of clothes and a bag, which my mother had prepared for me, shortly after, I met Andy,together with Darren, went to Clementi for lunch at 1.30 PM, before heading for no. 4, Dover, where we met 2 more friends, one at the end of the train, and had to poorly come all the way to the second car, and the other, who hit the Bull's eye, at the correct door at the right car.Now, back to the Esplanade(2.30 pm), Waited for 4 others at the first floor before heading up to the Threatre studio for the puppet show which started after 3 late comers from our class who joined in in the nick of time. Coincidentally, we met other friends from Sec 3 who also came to attend the show, " Twisted".
Basically, the show was split in to seven or 8 scenes divided by the stanzas of a poem,I think. It was the life story of a girl whom i did not manage to recall her name, and a boy(From young to old age in taking the form of a puppet) by the name of Andy, too. It was called Twisted, as it gave the idea of life, on how it has ups and downs, whereby, each time it went down( represented by a hole ina prop), one had to climb back up as life goes on. The other meaning was that, the first part of the show would give one the idea that the puppet was actually the female lead in the story, making the plot seem twisted. It was only in the last five minutes when everything came to light. The female lead told the audience that the boy was actually Andy( My friends and i kept patting him on the shoulder, giving him sarcarstic remarks),who had passed away at a very old age. I was very touching then, and it was also the climax of the whole show, with a very sad piano piece.The stage seemed to have become frozen like that of a photograph as the lights change to a bronze-like colour.
Soon after that the show ended, and the three in the group broke away at the exit, now with 12-3= 9 of us, we went to a nearby music stall to look at some of the latest hits before heading for the next stop,City Hall interchange. Our number dwindled from a lively nine to 6, at the next stop, 5 at Dover, and down to 2 at Jurong East Interchange(my stop no. 7) at 5.20 PM. Andy and another friend carried on till lakeside MRT where they got off. I reached home way past 5.30 PM(last but not least, terminating stop no. 8), where, after a quick bath, I slept for 15 hours till this morning at 9AM, as today is a marking day at my school. And so,that would be my great adventure for the month of October.