3 days of rope burn, sun, rain, skin peels, powder, flour, ketchup, peanut butter, eno, sand, water, sea, kao peh-ing, getting kao peh-ed, suanning, getting suanned and a miserable AW test.
Now that sums it up. I survived FTB! Haha, so rightfully speaking, I am now a mobile embodiment of SMU's CIRCLE values. Or at least, I am supposed to be. Hmm.
FTB was fun. Day 1 was all slack and dandy, simply walking around school and chatting. Night 1 was a killer. Mess everywhere. Thing is, mess had a direct relation to fun. So it was all good. Warm tent, hard ground. Seriously, one of the worst ever combinations. That said I made it through the night.
Day 2. Hmmm, games and FTB night. Epic fail skit by the almighty Unda. Fun jumping around with the awesome group 2 followed by hours of card games. Card games spared me the torture of spending more time sleeping on the hard, cruel floor. Phew.
Day 3. Games, more mess. And then, AW. Which is the biggest mess ever. It's something when you spend the first 30 minutes of a 2 hr paper sleeping, and fighting the zzz monster at 15 minute intervals after that. Not.good. AW mod, here I come!
Unda 2. Epic bunch of people. Fun, zany, up for challenges and full of crap. Ah, it was an awesome time everytime when I was with them. Alvin the forever on facil made things awesome too. Pity I had to leave them to plonk my ass down for that wretched test. HOHUM!
