~The Road Less Taken~

Monday, September 15, 2008

apcg outing!

before that i actually had a camp (the last one i'll ever have in ri) and a maths cct (which i passed. barely. but i think you've heard enough of me rambling about lousy academics in previous posts already) so it was nice to end the week with a relaxing, fun outing.

well it nearly proved to be a bit of a downer. if my sandals hadn't given way about 100m before i reached j8 (and went for the outing at east coast park) i might just have went through the outing with a pair of broken sandals. ><

and the rush to buy a pair of sandals also allowed me to "accessorise my ash ketchum look", with my apcg cap and a miniature pikachu (which sits on my desk currently). xD

and once we got to the beach it was all fun!

everyone still remembers the yuanjun joke, how nice of them.

yay for beach volleyball and beach soccer and just walking about in the waves. but my exertions at camp and at cct meant i was unable to go cycling. as evidenced by my 30-minute nap while everyone was away at changi. =(

and while we're at beach volleyball, it seems like all the funniest things in the entire week happened at the apcg outing. more specifically at beach volleyball.

what joy.

what happened after dinner was the most eventful though.

well during dinner at burger king we saw these crown things, and so being the thick-skinned boys we are, 5 of us asked for them (imagine a 16 year-old boy asking for what looked more appropriate for a happy meal) and of course, we had to put them on in all sorts of weird styles during dinner.

haha and amanda and jeanhui with truth or truth also! =D

oh oh but the =( part of the outing (which happened when nobody else was around, thank goodness) happened when i was leaving for home.

being in a rush to get to the car, i was walking really hurriedly across the east coast carpark.

FLASHBACK: 2 january 2007. secondary 3 orientation. first day of school. around 12pm.

having completed a station game at the newly refurbished tennis courts, i was walking through the doors closest to the design centre through the basketball court, when all of a sudden -

my right foot felt no ground beneath it. and it plonked straight into the coverless drain. the shin hit the covered drain in front of it (oh, the irony of it all) and subsequently got even more injured.

in fact that was the only injury spot. given that i wisely chose not to walk any further after literally walking into the drain, thus not putting my ankle or the rest of my right leg in any danger. (or rather, i couldn't really move anything because i was in a lot of pain. it ain't a nice feeling to be walking straight into 50cm-deep drains without prior knowledge.)

i believe i saw the white stuff inside (and i am ashamed to say that as a bio ra student, i have never bothered to check it out.) which was a bit unnerving. plus i also went into a bit of shock/delirium. just ever so slightly. not enough to transform into our favourite "look at me and my mood-swings suan your ass off you" chinese teacher.

FLASHBACK TO PRESENT. apcg outing. 5 september 2008. 9pm.

what happened next, not many people know, but unless you didn't bother reading what was above, you might be able to guess.

at least the drain wasn't so high this time (at most 30cm?), but because i fell forward onto the covered drain (MY MY LOOK AT THOSE SIMILARITIES/IRONIES) i ended up giving my left foot a few more scratches than it should have had.

the gash on my left toe was particularly unsightly.

and another difference was that this time nobody was around to help me (although i could swear i felt eyes trained on me from behind). so after sitting there for about 30 seconds i had to get up myself and hobble to my parents' car. with 3 separate injuries to my left leg and a shaken-up right hand.

and then there was still enough time to say hi to charles' parents on the way.

all in all it wasn't as bad as the 2007 injury thank goodness, but it did prevent me from doing any activity involving my legs (other than walking) for 1 week. i tell you, it was highly tempting to just whack a soccer ball when it came within range, but because i'm left-side dominant (right-brained --> left hand, left leg) and i tend to toe-poke the ball a lot, it would have been highly unwise (and bloody) if i didn't stop myself in time.

but now i'm fine! 1 week was all it took (compared to about 4-6 weeks for the massive wound the size of 2 ri badges and going pretty deep. never really measured that, so don't ask.) to recover.

and that ends the massive backlog of blogging!

looking forward to dmp. =) had the two courses i chose out of my own free will today, and i guess the english one with mrs nathan proved to be a throwback to the good old days of sec 3 english.

must improve on my long vowel pronunciation (meeeeeeeeeeeeeekly!) though. ><

I stopped to rest at 9:54 PM

Two roads diverged,and I-
took the one less taken...