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M.A.D Camp
13 November 2008
3:40 pm
Whooooooooooots! For the past 4 days i was having prefect camp. The camp was called M.A.D. camp, because our prefectorial theme was Making a Difference. Geddit?
ANYWAYS, it was waaaaay wacko. Like, from beetles crawling around icy shower floors to fingers getting sliced by apple peelers, the camp was the craziest! And we also had a concert at the end of the camp, and i was one of the helpers that helped cook the food! (that's how my friend got her finger sliced by the apple peelers while making apple crumble. it smelled so good!! the crumble, not the finger) Then during the concert, my committee (Discipline committee, or as alot of people call it, Disco. Geddit?) forgot some moves but it was totally not noticable. so fun!!!! and alot of parents cried when we sang. O_o. Then the music committee also composed a board song and its ULTRA-CATCHY. it rocked! then again, there are probably more people in choir in the prefectorial board then any other CCAs.
AND THE SHOWERS WERE SUPER ICY. and at the end of the camp we had to help clean the toilets (i.e. getting the hair out of the drains. ew.) oh yeah, we had to sleep on the icy hard concrete classroom floors. ouch.
OH YEAH! another incident, though i didn't witness it: Apparently while cleaning the kitchen, some people used Dynamo. Then the following conversation happened:
Mrs. Fern (Short form btw, her surname is not fern. and she's my teacher.): WHAT DID YOU USE TO CLEAN THE FLOOR???
Some person i cant remember: *points to Dynamo bottle*
Mrs. Fern: AIYOH!!! YOU CANNOT USE DYNAMO TO MOP THE FLOOR!
Joy: I beg to differ, I beg to differ! We used that to clean the floor. *points to dishwasher liquid*
Mrs. Fern: AIYOH!!! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO USE THIS *reaches for a bottle that is clearly labelled "Floor Cleaner"
Joy: Oops.
Then after that, everybody sat on the table to wait for the floor to dry. Then suddenly my friend had a great idea.
"Everybody! Let's blow to dry the floor!"
So everybody started blowing at the floor like free willy and my teacher's blood pressure got driven up a notch.
And where was I in the midst of all this? Well, i was walking around the second floor at 8pm wondering where everybody went.
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The writer is SO bathing in hot water now.
Whooooooooooots! For the past 4 days i was having prefect camp. The camp was called M.A.D. camp, because our prefectorial theme was Making a Difference. Geddit?
ANYWAYS, it was waaaaay wacko. Like, from beetles crawling around icy shower floors to fingers getting sliced by apple peelers, the camp was the craziest! And we also had a concert at the end of the camp, and i was one of the helpers that helped cook the food! (that's how my friend got her finger sliced by the apple peelers while making apple crumble. it smelled so good!! the crumble, not the finger) Then during the concert, my committee (Discipline committee, or as alot of people call it, Disco. Geddit?) forgot some moves but it was totally not noticable. so fun!!!! and alot of parents cried when we sang. O_o. Then the music committee also composed a board song and its ULTRA-CATCHY. it rocked! then again, there are probably more people in choir in the prefectorial board then any other CCAs.
AND THE SHOWERS WERE SUPER ICY. and at the end of the camp we had to help clean the toilets (i.e. getting the hair out of the drains. ew.) oh yeah, we had to sleep on the icy hard concrete classroom floors. ouch.
OH YEAH! another incident, though i didn't witness it: Apparently while cleaning the kitchen, some people used Dynamo. Then the following conversation happened:
Mrs. Fern (Short form btw, her surname is not fern. and she's my teacher.): WHAT DID YOU USE TO CLEAN THE FLOOR???
Some person i cant remember: *points to Dynamo bottle*
Mrs. Fern: AIYOH!!! YOU CANNOT USE DYNAMO TO MOP THE FLOOR!
Joy: I beg to differ, I beg to differ! We used that to clean the floor. *points to dishwasher liquid*
Mrs. Fern: AIYOH!!! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO USE THIS *reaches for a bottle that is clearly labelled "Floor Cleaner"
Joy: Oops.
Then after that, everybody sat on the table to wait for the floor to dry. Then suddenly my friend had a great idea.
"Everybody! Let's blow to dry the floor!"
So everybody started blowing at the floor like free willy and my teacher's blood pressure got driven up a notch.
And where was I in the midst of all this? Well, i was walking around the second floor at 8pm wondering where everybody went.
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The writer is SO bathing in hot water now.