discovering the real me

just got back from malaysia and god you wont imagine how much i missed out on:

1. Eileen is ******
2. Yining is currently shooting vomit (in her own words)
3. Stefan is avoiding my messages so i will just assume he is rotting away in india
4. 2 people wrote on my wall in facebook (i am no cave man my dear)
5. My cousin who wanted to beat my PSLE score got 235. you are 100 years too young my friend
6. 2 new characters were released on grandchase (some game about 3 gals and 3 boys trying to save the world from the monster kaze'aze)

RYLA or also known as Rotary Youth Leadership Awards was great. it was themed " discovering the real me" and hell did i discover my lack tolerance for talks that last for hours.

hot dam the highlight of the camp was the hot air balloon ride which i did not get on cause the wind was too strong. heres what happened: day 1, we tried to get the barlon (as the instructors called it) inflated but failed. the process on inflation was the most amusing. we used a huge fan, like those you see in courts and harvey norman, to inflate the balloon and so it was placed facing the opening of the balloon. good natured rotaract uncles and aunties rushed to help to hold the opening in an attempt to allow more air into balloon. the interesting thing is while they helped out, here comes the paparazzi squad which swarmed the scene to snap photo of the inflation process. it was at this moment when the uncles and aunties became aware of their presence and decided to look pretty and fun in photo instead of some random calafare. and so instead of holding the opening up, they started to camwhore at the opening with the fan blowing their hair back as though they are in a photo studio, resulting in an overall FAILURE. day 2 wasa better and some groups went up on the hot air barlon.

day 2 was crappy with all the talks packed back to back.

day 3 was alot better. We had to prepare for talent night (which yang zhi evidently loathed). there was a clown workshop too and we painted our own faces which i did not cause there was a short of face paint. well the real reason was i refused to let my o-so-godly face tainted with grease paint with the hands of an unskilled artist who cant bring out my inner beauty. anyway my group came up with our very own "dinky the kinky transgender with a sexy pout" clown. we salsaed for talent night and boy can we shake some booty. one other group did this transgender malaysia's next top model show which was bloody funny. god you guys should have seen the photos.

day 4 was terrible. terribly sad cause we had to part ways with the malaysian campers.

the camp rocked ass cause of the other campers. loved it baby.