Firstly, buses are not safe, especially indian-man-driven TransitLink buses. not that i'm racist or something, but i've been on THREE transitlink Indian-driven buses and they have freaking many cockroaches running around on the bus walls. Shit i'm freaked out manzz.

Secondly, I'm back and survive camp roarzArrrr!

Camp was roarzArrrr too. Not much blogging over it, cause i'm too sore all over. But it was a camp of much endurance and encouragement. It was a camp of revealation and response. It was a camp of whining and whining and cussing. And it was a camp to mark the start of us taking over the division, and the end of our happy fun days of being the saikang leaders.

Well i sweat like a total pig in camp. Drink like a total whore, and now handing over makes me gonna be busy like a mole of bees. All the way me and my HP committeeeeeee!

And haha congratzzzz my 无能 HP partner for being da OC(stars all over his tinkling name) and Wanling for being Vice! Muaha CCAs are gonna be soooooo interesting with bad english and a tiny figure screaming at the top of her voice. Total Hoho.

Byebyeeeeeeeee!