I need help. So much. Somehow, everytime I try to do something right, it just goes wrong. Like, that just happened twice, last night and this morning. Maybe I just wasn't doing it right at all. Come to think of it, I was so definitely sure that I was right and mom was wrong, but I'm not all too sure now. Anyway what happened was first that, when I told my mom during dinner that I got stacked at camp, 'cause I thought it was so funny, her reaction really surprised me. A mixed reaction shock and partial anger. Not really an alien or unusual reaction, in all fairness to mom. Afterall, there've been articles published in the papers about this before. So, I was (and I don't know why, either, blame it on immaturity or whatever) ticked off that she (mom), from how I saw it, didn't understand and I felt she overreacted, so I overreacted myself with some sarcasm and went like, "No, actually I didn't get stacked, nothing happened, and I didn't sustain a single scratch at camp." Which, occurred to me afterward, was a totally messed up reaction with completely no respect in it. That was one. Then this morning, I don't know or remember exactly what happened, but something similar happened, this time regarding my mom asking me to unpack my camp bag, and my not wanting to unpack my camp bag and pack my room back-to-back, cause I was a little lazy. It just seems to me that everytime I tell myself that I'll do it right the next time, I manage to successively mess up every other next time. Clue, anyone? And Danny, if you ever read this, I apologise for that disparaging comment yesterday, while going for lunch at J8. I spoke in bad taste, and it wasn't intentionally offensive. Sorry.

Anyway, off this and on to camp. The fun part. So on the first day, it was pretty quiet-ish in our group, except David and myself, a little. Then during supper, David announced "official-visiting-other-groups-time". Ha-ha. That left none but Sam Tan and I at the Flash/Jay Garrick (which is our group's name) table. And Sam Tan said something about never did he expect that his whole group would do this to him but me, and we both laughed. Hey! I mean, like, come on! That was probably the only time in camp that our group was actually like our workshop group namesake? They like, cleared the table in 5 seconds? Move over, "Gone in 60 Seconds". Also, during the first night orientation/briefing, Julia (Lee) came up to me and asked if I could be dorm leader. Which, at that moment, I personally felt was tantamount to offering me a chopping block and an encouraging statement of, "Here, go ahead, put your head there!" But I accepted anyway, due to the more than comforting fact that there were older guys in the dorm. None of whom came on the first night except Kinyip and Dan Lee, and Kin Yip came in the dead of night, while everyone was dreaming about chocolate bunnies and marshmallow houses and whatnot. The next day, Monday morning, was nothing much. The only highlight was my getting stacked by like 12 people, I think? Not bad! And I don't even know half of them. I'm not all too sure, but I'm pretty sure I was larger than most of the people who jumped on me. Young punks O: Yeah, that was all. Apparently David's lost his high-voice ability cause he didn't practise. so I must practise like crazy! Dang! I forgot Nick Ang's blog URL! Now he's going to think I forgot it on purpose. Did I mention that Danny is very funny? He's like nonsensical, random, yet his statements actually make sense. Like the time when we were folding brown paper boxes for dinner and Lydia and Sarah were talking about High School Musical. Then Sarah said something about Vanessa Hudgens being bimbotic somewhere, and Danny went like, really innocently, "Don't y'all find it ironic that y'all're talking about this?" He said this with a slight emphasis on the second "y'all". Translated, this means, "Speak for yourselves". Haha. There're like tons of other stuff, like when he said, in the dark, that Terence looked like a flamingo, and when wearing a sleeping mask said, eh guys, don't talk, I'm blind, not deaf, or maybe when he started singing Hot N Cold while playing captain's ball, in this gay-ish falsetto, or perhaps his decision to head away the next ball that my team passed to me. You decide. Then the very same day while playing captain's ball, my team had just gained possession, and I wanted to call for the ball. However, since, Danny, incidentally, my only defender, was drinking water, (which is why it was like an open goal) my mouth shot off before my brain had time to consider, and instead of saying, "Faster throw!", I went like, "Faster drink!" :/ Embarrassment. The worst thing was that Danny actually heard it, and caught on, and laughed. Sigh, there should be a brain-mouth coordination factor. It will concern things like tongue twisters. This is out of camp, but after service yesterday, we were talking, and Danny was like sitting in front of me. Then I pulled his hair or something. Then he said, "Don't touch! I don't like people to touch my hair." I said he was so vain and he said, "Yeah I'd rather admit I'm vain than have people touch my hair. I'm very vain." Amusing. Other funny incidents include how Sam Tan took like 2 hours to get Fuzzy Wuzzy. Of course, I'm not in a position to say much, since I took about half an hour or more, myself. But still. Then like how Kenneth Fong kept making funny noises when eating, and Carey made to repeat the act, but she sounded very cute when she did it. Like, a small-ish monster? Haha. There's also like, Queen Elsa, whom I learnt about from Sam Tan and Andrew Fu. Or something. Of course, we can't forget Audrey, who may sound a lot like it, but in actual fact is NOT retarded. Hard to explain, though, like the way she sometimes whines to Carey and stuff. But that's all I can think of now. Another time!