i refused to grow up. i refused.
too many things to commit and too many things to let go )):

zhao is leaving. leaving for aussie to study. and i cant bear to let go.
can't bear the thought that the group will never never be the same till she's back.
it's selfish on my part to want her to stay in sing cos i know she will be better there then here.

just came back for queenstown camp.
and seriously, i am having a post camp moody syndrome.

my first sec school camp, and hopefully not my last.
doing camp is kinda addictive and also very very very encouraging to the instructors.
when you see the campers come with different personalities, different attitude towards the camp and different capabilities but leaving with the same heavy heart of not wanting to go, to go back to school and the real world.

neither did i feel like i should come back to the real world.

this camper wrote in his reflections,
"initially i didn't want to come. but now, i'm glad i did cos' i tried things i never thought i would do. and this is the best camp ever.' ((:

but at the end of the day, we all have to let go and go back to our own lives.
the campers are changed, so am i.

and the best thing i've heard and strongly agreed on was this,
"this place (jbac) is a magical place. Once you stepped in, you are in for a change." -francis

thanks francis, my mirror group instructor.
i think he is super poor thing lah to have a mirror like me. chui.
learnt so much from him. to handle the students and to make the most impact on them.
thanks for being ever so funny. so calm and composed. so encouraging!

so many things to be learnt.

anw, i am filled with immense emotions cos' i so hate farewells.
i can forsee myself crying alot a lot in the airport on sunday.
cos the other day when we met for dinner, i cried at the first instance i saw old pictures of us tgt.

bye people.
treasure those around you.