One week ago, I was back from arts camp (okay I know I'm really lagging). It was good! Yeah ASKARI! Best OG and best councillor (Karen) for AFRO house and best mascot for the camp!
Hee. The activities planned were really... WOW. Although the intensity was a little scary (having to sleep for approximately 4hrs daily with the next day filled with games and packed with minimal breathing time), I was truly amazed by the programmes and detailed planning.
Yea, I had my share of unhappy moments during the camp. And things weren't exactly settled yet. Sigh.
I need, I want, I desire.
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Anyway, two camps down and one more to go (make it two PLEASE.) Rag practices will be starting, full form, in about a week's time. Hopefully, we'll get rooms for convenience and of course, for the fun factor. Just in case... Hmmm. (bahhh.)
I just don't get it, most of the times.
Why do things always fall apart when one yearns most for them? Then, this is when I recall the pendulum theory, which can easily apply to many things.
Well, maybe that's it.