Ha..Yawn...The exams are over...But somehow or rather, i am not the least bit glad..Pretty stupid don't you think? You worry this you worry that..Damm..It's like our whole life we are worrying about something. Crap. Anyway, got a call from the PE teacher, asking me to go to the Sec2 camp again.

Mr **: Zy is it?
Zy: Er ya..
Mr **: I am Mister **** (as if i can't recognise your voice) and I am here to ask you some questions
Zy(Starts sweating)--What the hell have i done?: Ook..
Mr**: You were sick during the camp right? Which day did you go back?
Zy(Nods head furiously although Mr ** can't see): Yes, i was sick. Went back on the second day.
Mr**: OK, then you don't have to come to camp again.Bye >Click<
Zy:>Click<

The truth is, i did went back on the second day of the camp. But in the early morning. Hey, but the sick part was true. The night in school was extremely humid and hot. For my case, it was as though i was sleeping in a fridge. I was like curled into a fried shrimp, inside my sleeping bag. Worse, this is my first time camping. Who knows what will happen in my next camp.

Anyway, for those who think that they screwed up their SA, man, we can all start praying. Pray that we would be looking like tigers or zebras when we get back to school the next year. pray..pray...pray..