Events

Here I am sitting at home in front of the computer and I'm back from NZ and I'm still suffering from jet lag and its been nearly a month since I posted. Past 3-4 weeks have been very busy, with GTC prep, GTC fear, GTC, falling sick, coming home, packing for holiday, then the trip itself.

A lot to write about. So bear with me or just close the page.

GTC. The usual stuff, first day, pumping blah blah inspection blah. Which sucked again as usual. Well, GTC inspection didn't suck as much as SUTC inspection, but it sitll sucked. So after the USUAL pumping blah blah blah, we had SRITs where our group's imba knowledge of first aid made us the proest. Then some other random stuff before hiking to Bukit Timah. -.- Bukit Timah of all places. Why couldn't we hike to like. Like, the school field or something.

Anyway. The sec2s told us the route was about 10km (I think? With all the turns and stuff). It felt like about 100 km. And according to another sec2, the next day's would be sooo much more enjoyable, with the sun and no wind and our uniform. I think if not for my bag I would have attempted to run across the road and hopefully get hit by a particularly fast oncoming taxi, but my stuff would all be squashed.

So we (ZOMGFINALLY) reached Bukit Timah CCAB where we collapsed and then had dinner then built bashas then pumped then continued building bashas then fell asleep then woke up again to do sentry then fell alseep. End of Day 1.

Day 2. Woke up nice and early to a brilliant breakfast of bread, baked beans etc. (BTW I'M NEVER FREAKING EATING BAKED BEANS AGAIN TYVM), then plotted our checkpoints and left. So we hiked. Hike hike hike, foam foam foam. Halfway through I had some big-ass headache so I half collapsed so Wayne took my bag but I was still foaming but I managed to reach the end point. Of Pasir Ris MRT station. Like -.-, Bukit Timah CCAB to Pasir Ris MRT station. Straight line distance would make it about 20km, which is appoximately half the width of Singapore. Plus our checkpoints and twists and turns and fail navigation would make it about 25-26km. I later found out that our route was supposed to be 26km, so its probably about 27 given our imba navigation.

So day 2 night we were supposed to have Survival Night. Midway through our basha building in the middle of freaking nowhere, it poured with rain. Like, seriously, poured. We got out and reached Tanah Merah ferry terminal, where we had some food and a FREAKING HOT MEAL WHOOO. Then we went back for our bags (when the rain stopped, like, obviously) and went to some random building to sleep.

Day 3 was almost exactly the same, except that I completed like a quarter of the hike. My headache started again but I stupidly went to volunteer to navigate and ended up failing quit badly because I couldn't concentrate. So a quarter way through the hike I half passed out and had to go with the teacher to drive me to West Coast park, the end point. So that day's hike was basically across Singapore. My headache didn't improve so I went home.

Then the NZ trip.

1st day: flying.

2nd day: resting at motel in Auckland

3rd day: drove to Paihia

4th day: 90mile beach tour (where I had motion sickness -.- and I kept falling asleep)

5th day: Hole in the rock cruise where I got owned by the wind because the boat was travelling like really fast.

6th day: Drove from Paihia to Hamilton, which took about 6 hours.

7th day: Drove from Hamilton to Taupo.

8th day: Huka falls jet, which is like a really fast boat ride with lots of twists and spins and stuff. Went for it twice. In the afternoon went for a helicopter ride to see the hotpools.

9th day: Drove from Taupo to Rotorua. Then went for like a luge thing. At one point there was this slope where I was going too fast and I was airborne for like a second then I fell so hard my ass hurt and I got dislodged from the luge and I couldn't control it properly then I was going so damn fast (like 40km/h) and I crashed into a corner and I flew off the luge and I landed in the grass and completed 2 full turns and I have 2 swells on my legs and my hip hurts.

10th/11th day: went to see geysers and stuff

12th day: Drove back to Auckland.

13th day: Flew back to SG (in the plane I watched G.I. Joe again lol)

Well.

That was a long post.

But all (good) things must come to an end.

So this post comes to an end.