name: Ariel T♥
gender: Female
I'm:
Introspectively retrospect
& flawlessly flawed.
But I'm about as shallow as you are.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Just got home from OBS yesterday. OBS was:
100% tiring
30% enjoyable
100% sore muscles
50% life lessons
It wasn't exactly enjoyable at the very least, in my opinion, but you learn about yourself. Every day, you had to pitch your tents and unpitch them. There was no electricity and you survived on bread and biscuits every single day. You might not be able to bathe or brush your teeth for days and you're subjected to the "harsh" conditions of nature. Mind you, I didn't brush my teeth for two days.
If I ever have to eat another biscuit for the next few weeks, I think I'd rather starve. When I got back yesterday, I ate sushi as though there was no tomorrow. I was freaking deprived of proper food...
Despite all, OBS did achieve its goal of having everyone learn an important value. I managed to learn about perseverance and relying on oneself. Especially so, when you have some retarded classmate/s in your watch (aka group). Those who are perpetually hungry or can only talk about HL milk...
Oh, my watch was named Cook. As in Mount Cook, not cooking. There was me, Emily, Veron, *ahem*, *ahem* and a few other people from 3A and 3G. Cook was crazy love. We helped each other, and it was 12 against 2 most of the time. The two are the ones who either ate non-stop or were crazy about HL milk...
Anyhow, my greatest moment was when I trudged along with the others during the trekking. I walked for about 10-odd km carrying a bloody heavy 15kg+ backpack filled with food items, a big silver cooking pot and utensils. At the same time, I helped to carry someone's tent, 2 lifejackets and 3 2-litre water bottles filled with water. That was about another 18kg+ or so.
Haha. I'm so darn proud of myself for trekking and carrying the whole way!
Everyone (with the exception of the two retarded classmates who couldn't carry their own tent and kept complaining or sighing; HL milk anyone?) did a fantastic job as well! The ever-nooby Grace managed to carry her backpack which I presume was equally heavy. Veron who is damn weak managed to carry her backpack which contained our clothes and belongings, plus a few empty jerry cans.
See! OBS is a camp where you grow stronger. Hehe. I lost about 2kg but my muscles developed.
Besides muscles, we have tons of battle scars. We battled the damn mosquitoes day and night - somehow they just keep coming back for more blood. Ants in Pulau Ubin seem to be of a different breed as well. They don't drown. Those blasted little idiots bite you too.
Come to think of those nights I spent in the dark & wild, I really appreciate the electricity I have at home. And not to mention clean water and an almost ever-lasting supply of fruits and hot food (which thankfully, aren't biscuits or cheese buns).
You don't feel that hungry during the whole 5 days in OBS. I hardly feel hungry nowadays but still, I'm very grateful that hot meals exist.
You know what? OBS made me feel so very motivated to get moving. I'm gonna exercise and I shall pick up a new sport! I can feel it in my bones...
I feel fitter already.
Haha. Another 10km of walking? Bring it on!
100% tiring
30% enjoyable
100% sore muscles
50% life lessons
It wasn't exactly enjoyable at the very least, in my opinion, but you learn about yourself. Every day, you had to pitch your tents and unpitch them. There was no electricity and you survived on bread and biscuits every single day. You might not be able to bathe or brush your teeth for days and you're subjected to the "harsh" conditions of nature. Mind you, I didn't brush my teeth for two days.
If I ever have to eat another biscuit for the next few weeks, I think I'd rather starve. When I got back yesterday, I ate sushi as though there was no tomorrow. I was freaking deprived of proper food...
Despite all, OBS did achieve its goal of having everyone learn an important value. I managed to learn about perseverance and relying on oneself. Especially so, when you have some retarded classmate/s in your watch (aka group). Those who are perpetually hungry or can only talk about HL milk...
Oh, my watch was named Cook. As in Mount Cook, not cooking. There was me, Emily, Veron, *ahem*, *ahem* and a few other people from 3A and 3G. Cook was crazy love. We helped each other, and it was 12 against 2 most of the time. The two are the ones who either ate non-stop or were crazy about HL milk...
Anyhow, my greatest moment was when I trudged along with the others during the trekking. I walked for about 10-odd km carrying a bloody heavy 15kg+ backpack filled with food items, a big silver cooking pot and utensils. At the same time, I helped to carry someone's tent, 2 lifejackets and 3 2-litre water bottles filled with water. That was about another 18kg+ or so.
Haha. I'm so darn proud of myself for trekking and carrying the whole way!
Everyone (with the exception of the two retarded classmates who couldn't carry their own tent and kept complaining or sighing; HL milk anyone?) did a fantastic job as well! The ever-nooby Grace managed to carry her backpack which I presume was equally heavy. Veron who is damn weak managed to carry her backpack which contained our clothes and belongings, plus a few empty jerry cans.
See! OBS is a camp where you grow stronger. Hehe. I lost about 2kg but my muscles developed.
Besides muscles, we have tons of battle scars. We battled the damn mosquitoes day and night - somehow they just keep coming back for more blood. Ants in Pulau Ubin seem to be of a different breed as well. They don't drown. Those blasted little idiots bite you too.
Come to think of those nights I spent in the dark & wild, I really appreciate the electricity I have at home. And not to mention clean water and an almost ever-lasting supply of fruits and hot food (which thankfully, aren't biscuits or cheese buns).
You don't feel that hungry during the whole 5 days in OBS. I hardly feel hungry nowadays but still, I'm very grateful that hot meals exist.
You know what? OBS made me feel so very motivated to get moving. I'm gonna exercise and I shall pick up a new sport! I can feel it in my bones...
I feel fitter already.
Haha. Another 10km of walking? Bring it on!