as haresh would say,
camp was shaggenating.
all i rmb is walking walking and more walking.
there were some points in time that i just felt like stopping and crying and cursing and asking why the hell must i go through such torture.
i felt like dying after the first night.
seriously. the road seemed never ending, each step was excruciatingly painful and my backpack was making my shoulders ache.
the only thing that i was looking forward to was the dinner at jurong point. hahaha.
i think the j1s are damn good to have survived this camp.
and i'm very thankful for the j2 odacers.
this camp made me lose my patience quite a few times.
sorry i know i wasn't up to standard.
i guess the exhaustion got the better of me.



probably a small part of why i didnt really enjoy this camp was because i kept comparing it to last year's oec ):