Heyloooooo.

Today was a very physical 2nd last day of school. Of course, because of that, I was half-asleep during classes. This morning I was almost late and I had to run from the side gate to class. Right after that we had PE and we did shuttle runs and pacer tests or whatever. I was seriously envying the school next door. I'm Yours by Jason Mraz was blaring, people were playing soccer and goofing off and I freaking saw a bunch of balloons. No fair.

During recess my squad and I practised the songs for ATC's campfire. Did a couple of dances, made fun of the difference between the camp's version of the songs and ours, sang. Man, we are so friggin excited for this camp! And it's tomorrow!!!!

The second half of the day was fun, because we didn't particularly pay any attention. During Lit, I drew random things on my thigh, because Mr Z was babbling on about Stalin, communism and George Orwell. I think. Geography was crap, as expected. This relief teacher is such a... I don't even. Not that she's mean or whatever, it's just that I can't stand looking at her. And her sense of humour.........

English was the best period today. Our teacher was fussing over the collection of files and Aralin, Rebecca, Grace and I were stuffing ourselves with Post's Blueberry Morning cereal. Even when she was standing at the teacher's table, which I have the misfortune to be sitting right in front of, we could still nibble on our cornflakes. Can you say oblivious?

Campcraft training was after school. We managed to pitch the tent, but our pegs weren't in the right positions. Hopefully our tents tomorrow won't collapse over our heads. We did 112.5 pumpings today as punishment. The 112.5th pumping was supposed to be a one-arm push-up, but we kinda failed. We still owe the ma'ams another 112.5 punishments. Rawr.

Actually, I think that even though today's activities kind of wore me out, this is good last-minute training for ATC. I am praying very hard that I don't wake up with achey arms tomorrow morning.

Ahh, I can't wait for the camp. It sounds exciting, omg!

K I gotta run. Still got some packing to do!

Bye.

P.S During the annual camp's night walk, the long-haired woman in white sitting on the swing set was NOT Ma'am Ayeshah, as we initially insisted. O.o