What I Did Last Summer

Oh, the things I did for CAS.

Reminiscing about IB always does this to me. And I figured that since I'm no longer gonna keep these photos, I might as well blog about them to show everyone what a bugger CAS hours can be to us students. Oh, but what the heck. Memories; woo!

This...was not the best memory ever. D:

More like, 9 hours of pure torture that sticks to my head forever. I was in so much pain; I don't know how I managed to get home sane.

HEY! Unintended poetry! 

*Cough* Moving on..

If you must know, the picture above is related to this one right here.

Selling T-shirts in the name of cancer awareness can be quite daunting.

It wasn't necessarily exhausting, but in fact I'd prefer to be up and doing something. Problem was, sales were incredibly and sadly slow that Sunday, Lysa and I barely sold much compared to the year before(or so our supervisor was bragging to us about how crowded it was and how he superman-ed his way through a request for 60 t-shirts of different sizes all by himself), and we were, honestly, pretty disappointed.

Nobody likes to sit and do nothing at a booth. And I couldn't even play my iPod because it would seem rude if a customer came to enquire and stuff.

Back at school, I learned a few things about what Benny(our supervisor) thought of us.

Phoebe came round telling me that he told her he felt Lysa and I were like statues the whole time. I LOL-ed at that; but at the same time I was pretty annoyed. Dude, we're sitting there the whole hours doing nothing, we've talked almost to our utmost ability and capacity! How dare he compare the environment to that of crickets chirping. The nerve.

THIS...

....made a pretty good show XD.

Poor Isaac, he had to deal with an impatient me, a sister who lost her temper on him, and getting replaced as navigator by my brother. I felt so bad for him after it ended, but that's the best thing about Isaac. He's blessed with amazing patience and near-impossible inability to lose his temper. Though you never know; and I wouldn't because I'm not that close to Isaac.

But if the event comes round again this year...honestly. No more driving for me. I'm just gonna follow and be the stupid fish in the car. :D

BROGAAAA! 

The endurance camp had its ups and downs, its highs and lows. I didn't enjoy the 'endurance' part of it, but certain times it was pretty fun. The fun factor decreased, however, when I injured my hands during the obstacle course(Adrian and Chris would have owned the entire thing by showing off their parkour skills to perfection), and lived in fear of infection because we were constantly thrown into the water. I'm not usually one to fuss about water-borne bacteria and viruses, except this time round I really did NOT trust what they had in that 'lake'. *Shudder* 

I made myself focus by convincing myself with bio facts: That no matter what sort of bacteria entered my blood, my amazing and highly reliable white blood cells would come eat them up soon as the alarm sets off. In the meantime, I prayed that those platelets in my body wake up and start weaving that mesh to create a scab before I ripped my skin open any worse.

But anyways. Those days are over now ):

I heard that Ms Val and Mr Josh are planning a community service trip to Cambodia for my IB mates, and it makes me wanna kill myself for dropping out. Partly also because I kinda miss my friends there still; everyday I just wonder whether I will be able to find anyone or any friends I can develop a real friendship with. It's like, I feel rather left out everywhere I go. I don't seem to be very good at making friends, and having a truckload of people who love you in every department.

 Oh well. There's no turning back now. I've started this race; I have to finish it.