The camp it was...

Listening to: Grace Kelly - Mika

5 days stretched almost like forever. Unlike others, I'm so glad that it's over and done with. To sum it up, it felt like an extended, physical Malaysian Studies class. But I'll still give credit to where it's due. I'm pretty much enlightened on a few issues, the abseiling was fun, and the Kembara wasn't all that bad (despite the disgusting sludge and thick brambles. I discarded all my clothing articles at the end of the exercise). Oh yeah, my belief in history is written by winners is further fortified.

I love my country. That is undoubtful. But what some of them tried to get across offended me in a way. Are we students not s'pposed to meddle in the business of politics, not to pay allegiance to a particular political establishment? But why did they try to sear that nascent seed in us? Up to this point, I'm still wondering...

I pray that I've passed the motion. Redoing it is almost unthinkable.