So we went there on 28th August oh- so- willingly, while still thinking of the 3- inches- thick notes awaiting.
The first night we were asked to play some ice breaking games. Everyone was like: What? We knew each other already... Hello?
Then the next day we had some station game. Some idiotic games where we had to pick up as much newspaper as we could and eating some bread with salt and pepper. It was like a show and everyone including seniors was forced to attend this camp just because some 'upper orders'.
At night we had a talk from someone big in our campus. This was what happened after he talked for 2 hours non- stop.
The worst thing had yet to come. After the long boring talk, we were intrigued by a section named 'Transformer'. Some senior told us that it was a feedback section.
At 11pm, they told us that it means jungle- tracking.
So we tracked from 12am beginning in some rural village, then passed a river, then a short section of junlge/ mud hole, then some grassland with cow and horse, then we finally spent 2 hours walking on Pantai Cahaya Bulan just to reach the final check point.
Some jungle- tracking. So tracking that some people fainted on the romantic beach and was admitted to hospital.
Nobody said that they like this camp and all they wanted was a bus to go back campus on the last day.
Worst camp ever.
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Feel good......
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