The class chalet was an example of how much fun we could possibly have together! Though the bbq was a terrible failure at the start, and ending with tonnes of leftover food as usual. I don't really appreciate the super black chicken wings marinated with some super black soya sauce. But the seafood was incredible! Prawns, fish and all.

I skipped the first half of the truth or dare to spend some quiet time with Alex, talking about the meaning of school life as usual. In fact I found the topic very grown-up. Somehow like ah pehs sitting at the kopitiam discussing politics and women. Alex, I hope HC will one day become a place and school you shall not regret coming into. Then it was immediately my turn when we returned to the class. So I once again spilt the beans. I thought that was the job of the vodka?

P.S Drinking was a totally different experience! Getting drunk was fun while it lasted. I was down with 10% of soberness. Though I vaguely remembered what happened during this process - I was almost bonded / I was being pushed around violently / I requested for more vodka / I did push ups to show I was awake / I went to shave in the middle of the night. And more weird stuff that I would never imagine I've done. But what really hurt were the after effects - I felt my body and liver burning mad / I laughed and sobbed the next second / Funny things ran through my mind / I turned and tossed at night and had trouble sleeping (stupid red bull!!) My conclusion is to try it once and forever abstain from it. Its' not worth your health and consciousness doing something so stupid. But if you're really curious, don't be retarded as to be 100% drunk. That's when you show your innate desires.

Overhanging from all the drunkenness was simply terrible. The dizziness, weariness, drowsiness couldn't seem to leave me. In fact I think I acted a bit weird at first. But the crazee long walk out of the chalet and crossing the underpass, chasing one bus after another woke me up totally. I think it was good warm up for the tiring long arduous rock-climbing session ahead. I didn't scale many walls but I thought I did better than the usual stuff of getting stuck somewhere and cracking every inch of my muscles in the process. Good for me! Another conclusion - no more greeny salads for me after that lunch at Subway.

Dinner was well spent catching up with good old sjab squad mates! The funny thing was I felt especially normal when 'it' was discussed. I didn't noe ex-classmates can play such a nosy role -.-" until everyone was talking about it. And so we talked and talked for hours. And I almost forgot about the national com. The results weren't as fantastic as we hoped but I guess its the effort put in that matters. I have absolute faith in my former cadets =). Really hope Shengjia will come back from that faraway Melbourne and join us for one day of gathering. Just one day so we can all be proud of saying we are the most bonded squad in the history of SJAB.