Resurrection.
The instructor used that word and i found it so COOL and abstarct i shall use it! =)

The plane cruised -
a buzzing distraction
yet i wished i was in there...

back from camp! made new friends, my group consisted of really nice people!!! there was actually 17 of us, but 1 girl who couldnt atke he approach of a tekan-facilitation kinda camp decided to leave camp... =( sorta disappointing.but the rest of us cooperated really well, DIGGORY!!! our group name, behind the brians of Harry Potter... there was litearally no conflicts nor disagreements! =) furthermore with the familiarity of guanyi fungi and monsy i felt really at ease. =)

The plane flew past
i lost track of time,
lost count of days.

Seriously, i felt like a zombie during the entire camp... ever since i laid foot into changi coast adventure centre i just followed the schedule and did things as they were. Everything. i didnt know what i was doing i didnt even know if i wanna do them, i just did it- because we were supposed to do it.
i felt i wasnt there at all, i felt i'm just an empty shell. i couldnt think straight so i merely kept mum.

into the whirlpool.

the first day of kayaking was like ^#I92jw//1XX^7(+#@//?X
i just couldnt row straight - LOL i cant swim!!!! and the sea was so DAMN choppy la... because tehre was a pending thunder storm.. ytou can imagine you row 30 coma nd you are being pushed back 50 cm... i was so demoralised... i was always the last, my kayak went round and round in cirlcle and i didnt dare to capsize, i mean rock yourslef to submerge your head first into the sea!!!! oh man!
so i anyhow turn, then my legs got stuck and i panicked, so i anyhow kicked the water here there everywhere... and i surfaced spewing water outta my mouth....................... towards the trainer's face. oh man!!!!!!!!!!!!! and so taht's how i got blacklisted. forever.
and i am remebered for not being able to kayak well, monsy muqin and i hoped atht it would rain so we need not continue with the underwater 'wizardry'... but in the end i had to row out to sea on my own and rescue and yes. capsizing. i hate it. made me lose hope.
but today's final practice was the test and i passsed!!!!!! i am a ONE star kayaker now... although i sincerely doubt its credibility...
the trainer was inspiring, he talked to us how important it was to lsiten to instructions given by anyone( in this case, himself as the instructor) and recounted how a kayak skirt almost climed his life when he sat for the 2-star kayaking course in sec 2... and yold us to hold onto our JC life... quote: you better not F*** up your jc life or you will be ruined...
he believed in me, he did not scold me despite my incessant NOOB-ness... he patiently gave me chances time and again... i'm touched. =)
it was frustrating, with sand mud seaweed twigs all over your legs, your 2 feet above a mushysand massage pad within your shoes...with soaked feet wrinkling like an old hag's... smelly shoes... =( disgusting...
the bin was piled up with shoes thrown away after the kayaking course...
the kayaks are darn heavy!!!1 and guniang people merely hold their dainty socks and stroll to and forth while muqin and i trekked the breakwaters about 10 times to clear the loaded kayaks... =(
we were the heroines.. Yeah...
and the boys kept approching up to try to capsize us and muqin and i rowed and rowed and screamed and screamed... in the end we decided to jump into the water volunteerily.. haha
We aew YOUNG PALAWANS!!!1 as our kayak instructor called us, because he imagined changi beach was palawan beach and we were teh rowers there... YEAH PALAWANS!!!!! such a cool name!!!
there was this devilish ringing voice with me shouting out why i always end up with the most unlucky tasks.... i vilunteered to clean the toilets on day 2 while the rest were already snugly on the wooden bunk planks... and today my entire group had to manage the toilets once more before breaking camp. MAN!!! can you imagine how filthy and messed they were? the girls' bin wa spield with shoes and female stuff and oh gosh! it was over flowing so muqin and i picked them up one by one to clear them. who will be willing to do it? i just felt i would do the job well because i shall do. for the group. i feel proud of myself...when my friends complained and refused to even clear the gully holes... how do you expect water to flow to clear the FLOODED cubicles!!!!!!!!? dumbo! just use the edge of the toilet broom to sweep the hair clogging the gully hoels away la!!!! i was so furious with their stupidity and ignorance, or purely hackcareness... telling me only that they know nuts about housework. disappointment.
its me again.
haiz.

as i watch the plane leave
i saw you watching it too.
will we watch it together
i must be dreaming.

the girls were just taking their own sweet time, ignorant of scarcity of 1 or 2 minutes, making the entire group wait for them.. Selfish. Monsya nd i could have gone to the loo, tided up stuffs, but still reach teh destination much earlier than teh strolling them... i'm just so fed up !!!!!!!!!!!! for I'm proud to be a Guide, trained by professional Uniformed group people in Amkss...
Hopeless.
that's how i felt.
i was angry with them.

i saw you.
did you see me?
i watched...

campfire was such a letdown... few people were high, the jumping urge to sing and play within me found no means to escape... i sat right infront (where noone wants to be) and stoned with a sleepy monsy. Yule ball, aht's what its called... our waltz section of the campfire... awkwardess. refusal to step outta my protective shell. i avoded standing around a lil' wee bit so i just partnered cheryl tan!!! and danced with her! it was fun!!! after all... XD i'm glad to ahve cheryl tan teaching me, not getting fed up with my noob mistakes... =)
that's what true friends are for! XD
then i told fungi i would dance the 30th dance headstrong with him, then randy bro came then pulled me to the front...sorry sorry!!!
okay! i was SO SO SO high during the dance!!!!! becuase, i love it! haha, love that part to bits and pieces, dancing with someone i know=) haha... XDXDXDXD
in front...

i tried to wave to you but the broom dropped.
strangers,
wake up anna yeo.
back to the four walls of concrete jungle,
my heart adrifts further.
i miss the sound of the monstrous hovering torpedo-like jetplanes
and the treacherous sea.

my legs are flawed...=( so many scratches, my feet are blistered form the sandy sand bed in my shoes which i wore for an entire day... my hair is in a perfect frizzy and sundried condition my skin is itchy with sandflies' intrusion...=(

no, i aint cheerful
i'm merely an emo kid!

i miss the friends who helped me along who made me smile. who made me belong... i miss the sound of planes taking off and the beckoning of the sea.
Your silhouette.
many reflected that i was a cheerful girl... dont judge a book by its cover, you will shriek if you know how emo i can be... haha.

back to school
wake up my senses!!!! they are numbed-immuned... results...=(
i survived the not-tough camp. (there was 6 hours of sleep time)
YAY!
I DID IT!

ay.starsplash.
looked for you.