I'm supposed to be sleeping now so I'll make this a really quick one!
I'm backzx from OBS! (Actually I was back 2 days ago HAHAH)
OBS wasn't exactly as fun as I thought it would be, but still there was an element of fun nevertheless. I'm not sure where the fun element derived from so I'm attributing it to the time spent with tentmates, watchmates but certainly NOT with Jeff HAHAHA.
Jeff was one loser seriously. He was boring, noob, mean, sarcastic with his constant 'GOOD LUCK TO YOU', awkward and lame BUT at least he did ensure our safety. That's the only good point I can think about him. He forgot our watch name twice, was being damn bitch when Shing and I were day ics, gave unclear instructions, weren't comfortable with us, had the lamest forfeit of drawing a turtle up my hand when I lost in a game + dodo dance x 1 million times, was saddistic 'I was hoping yall' would fight during the trek so that yall' could learn from it', had really bad english and the list goes on and on.
Apparently, everyone enjoyed their instructors tremendously (which explains why they miss OBS so much) but I'm like oh okay OBS is over wow I got through it, end of story. Pau told me that Pei Lee told them that the instructor shouldn't be the main reason why you should enjoy obs, but rather the catalyst to spur you on to enjoy the OBS experience. I beg to differ since our watch's the life example to prove that point wrong. I found myself missing Pei Lee our buddy's group instructor more than Jeff. At least she's much more zai than Jeff HAHA. (Oh and screw Jeff cuz' he didn't keep my wallet properly and now the metal parts have scratches that look rusty ajhgdsdhjjaj)
OBS was about pushing limits, like really pushing your limits to the point where you would just wanna give up, but the only difference was that you could not. Hiking for about 6 hours carrying seemingly 20kg backpacks on your shoulders from one end of Pulau Ubin to almost the other end by foot, omg it was terrible. The backpacks were so effing heavy I could cry carrying them, especially when I carried that red backpack with 4 2 litres bottles in them on top of the pile of happy food for a prolonged period of time. :( Everyone was walking at a 90 degree angle because if anyone stood straight, the weight of the backpacks would cause that person to fall backwards. Even after the backpack was off my shoulders, I could still feel the gravity of the backpacks sitting on my shoulders. It was awful. :( But we managed to accomplish it as a team. :) That was really one of the most heartwarming parts of the journey. :')
As if aching shoulders weren't enough, the very next day we kayaked for about 13.5km with only 3 breaks in between. It was terrible. I got so effing pissed cuz' towards the end, when Shing and I couldn't take it any further, the wind became a bitch and constantly blowed us to the direction that we weren't supposed to travel and we had to stern-rider to the direction that we were headed towards. Stern-riding was so effort-consuming I thought my arms would die. :( In all honesty, I was on a swearing spree cursing the damn wind to stop making life so difficult for us. I really felt like throwing my freaking paddle into the water and watching it disappear from my sight but I couldn't because that would be plain dumb since my paddle was my lifesaver to rescue me from being stuck in the middle of an open sea. It was really mentally and physically exhausting having to battle factors that we couldn't control. I sort of managed to grasp the agenda for the whole challenge thing. I realised that sometimes no matter how hard the going is, for the greater good, you just can't give up even though you're so freaking tired that you just wanna sit down and cry your troubles away. Because if you did, you'll just be stranded at the same place not making any progress.
Anyway I didn't get much sunburn because having learnt from the previous day where I was as red as lobster, I wrapped my whole head with a freaking towel even though I looked super unglam. It worked and I felt so protected seeking refuge from my gym towel hehe. Btw, oreo tasted like heaven on the kayak I swear. (Y)
Oh and did I tell you that we pee-ed in the bushes during the wee hours of the morning? HEHEHE it was quite an experience really. :)
Okay sorry too much info hahahaha but yeah OBS was really a one in a lifetime experience. :) (Hmm I wonder if anyone even reads the trash I post)
Pictures are still in Sabrina's camera and she's not gonna upload it anytime soon. :( Okay I broke my own promise I didn't make it quick at all but oh well.
Bought the black polo obs tee and the brown one to constantly remind myself that I survived HAHAHAH. And you should really go get the green gel tube of insect repellent from the army market. It's not even 2 bucks and it's way more effective than the commercial ones they sell at the pharmacies. (Y)
tired of chasing after things that don't belong, tired of struggling to impress, tired of trying too hard then falling so hard, tired of heartaches, tired of getting back on track, tired of facades; facades that last only to reveal the inside that you'd desperately tried to conceal
I'm supposed to be sleeping now so I'll make this a really quick one!
I'm backzx from OBS! (Actually I was back 2 days ago HAHAH)
OBS wasn't exactly as fun as I thought it would be, but still there was an element of fun nevertheless. I'm not sure where the fun element derived from so I'm attributing it to the time spent with tentmates, watchmates but certainly NOT with Jeff HAHAHA.
Jeff was one loser seriously. He was boring, noob, mean, sarcastic with his constant 'GOOD LUCK TO YOU', awkward and lame BUT at least he did ensure our safety. That's the only good point I can think about him. He forgot our watch name twice, was being damn bitch when Shing and I were day ics, gave unclear instructions, weren't comfortable with us, had the lamest forfeit of drawing a turtle up my hand when I lost in a game + dodo dance x 1 million times, was saddistic 'I was hoping yall' would fight during the trek so that yall' could learn from it', had really bad english and the list goes on and on.
Apparently, everyone enjoyed their instructors tremendously (which explains why they miss OBS so much) but I'm like oh okay OBS is over wow I got through it, end of story. Pau told me that Pei Lee told them that the instructor shouldn't be the main reason why you should enjoy obs, but rather the catalyst to spur you on to enjoy the OBS experience. I beg to differ since our watch's the life example to prove that point wrong. I found myself missing Pei Lee our buddy's group instructor more than Jeff. At least she's much more zai than Jeff HAHA. (Oh and screw Jeff cuz' he didn't keep my wallet properly and now the metal parts have scratches that look rusty ajhgdsdhjjaj)
OBS was about pushing limits, like really pushing your limits to the point where you would just wanna give up, but the only difference was that you could not. Hiking for about 6 hours carrying seemingly 20kg backpacks on your shoulders from one end of Pulau Ubin to almost the other end by foot, omg it was terrible. The backpacks were so effing heavy I could cry carrying them, especially when I carried that red backpack with 4 2 litres bottles in them on top of the pile of happy food for a prolonged period of time. :( Everyone was walking at a 90 degree angle because if anyone stood straight, the weight of the backpacks would cause that person to fall backwards. Even after the backpack was off my shoulders, I could still feel the gravity of the backpacks sitting on my shoulders. It was awful. :( But we managed to accomplish it as a team. :) That was really one of the most heartwarming parts of the journey. :')
As if aching shoulders weren't enough, the very next day we kayaked for about 13.5km with only 3 breaks in between. It was terrible. I got so effing pissed cuz' towards the end, when Shing and I couldn't take it any further, the wind became a bitch and constantly blowed us to the direction that we weren't supposed to travel and we had to stern-rider to the direction that we were headed towards. Stern-riding was so effort-consuming I thought my arms would die. :( In all honesty, I was on a swearing spree cursing the damn wind to stop making life so difficult for us. I really felt like throwing my freaking paddle into the water and watching it disappear from my sight but I couldn't because that would be plain dumb since my paddle was my lifesaver to rescue me from being stuck in the middle of an open sea. It was really mentally and physically exhausting having to battle factors that we couldn't control. I sort of managed to grasp the agenda for the whole challenge thing. I realised that sometimes no matter how hard the going is, for the greater good, you just can't give up even though you're so freaking tired that you just wanna sit down and cry your troubles away. Because if you did, you'll just be stranded at the same place not making any progress.
Anyway I didn't get much sunburn because having learnt from the previous day where I was as red as lobster, I wrapped my whole head with a freaking towel even though I looked super unglam. It worked and I felt so protected seeking refuge from my gym towel hehe. Btw, oreo tasted like heaven on the kayak I swear. (Y)
Oh and did I tell you that we pee-ed in the bushes during the wee hours of the morning? HEHEHE it was quite an experience really. :)
Okay sorry too much info hahahaha but yeah OBS was really a one in a lifetime experience. :) (Hmm I wonder if anyone even reads the trash I post)
Pictures are still in Sabrina's camera and she's not gonna upload it anytime soon. :( Okay I broke my own promise I didn't make it quick at all but oh well.
Bought the black polo obs tee and the brown one to constantly remind myself that I survived HAHAHAH. And you should really go get the green gel tube of insect repellent from the army market. It's not even 2 bucks and it's way more effective than the commercial ones they sell at the pharmacies. (Y)
