Sunday, December 14, 2003
hmmm i seem to have a problem with saving my entries... stupid comp.... as pat just said... my comp hates me... actually i think my bro jinxed it cos i'm always snatching his computer away from him.... blame it on my dad cos he still cant get my comp connected to cable....
oh anyway i was talking about my camp in the what was suppsoed to be previous entry until it went missing again!
anyway i just bathe and trust me... hot showers never felt so good till now! after 3 days of endless torture(yeah its like hell there!) i'm so glad to come home and sleep on my bed and have a ncie hot shower! althoughni would really lvoe a bathe but yeah as long as the water's hot! i have been like showering after midnight for the past 2 days cos we(the leaders) have a meeting after the children are asleep or rather supposed to be asleep, and it lasted at least 1 hour each meeting. plus they didnt have any heaters there... not even a proper showering place.. its just the toilet cubicles and they put like hose to the taps for u to shower.... and the last few nights ahve been really cold as well... so all of us were just like screaming once the water runs and we have to go chase after it... ok that's lame but yeah my brain's half dead
hmmm... besides that... it was really cold at night but i have my sleeping bag which is really warm so yeah that's fine... its the floor that's horrible cos its really hard and i did not bring any pillow... so i'm wondering now whether my body aches are from the floor or climbing the stairs or the camp itself(we did some PT)
but other than the physical discomforts... the camp's really fine.... its quite fun actually though half the time i just wanna knock my head against the wall... Strepsils has just became my most trusted companion and savior throughtout the camp... my mom bought me this huge box of it after i aggrevated my sore throat after the first day of the camp... haha i didnt shout at the children but u have to keep telling them to follow what ur saying and a lot of them are always straying off and u have to talk to them coax them blah blah so yeah
oh i'm just too tired i'll continue tomorrow!
found a pot of gold@ 15:36
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"One Art"
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop
