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You know. When you stare blankly at the book in front of you, then wonder why none of it is getting into your head, then suddenly have flashbacks that were about what you were doing before you came to the island the exam that would create such a situation, when you suddenly snap back to reality when your mom calls you to dinner and the book was right where you left it, just as incomprehensible as it was five flashback minutes ago.

And so it was under such circumstances that I had another exam-related epiphany.

I realised that Operation Renaissance (which I began here) is in dire need of a Reformasi.

Don't tell me I'm taking exam too seriously. Don't tell me that there's always next time. Lies. All lies. Because the truth of reality is that there isn't. Not any more. As Low Mei Yen put it very aptly---2 months, 2 years. Which is obvious. There's only two more months to prepare for trials in September. Well actually three, but June will be gone as I prepare for Public Speaking Finals.

As such, because of Operation Renaissance's lack of results up to this point, I will be enacting a radical restructuring of the operation after the exam, I hope.

It involves the creation of a Codex. And not just a Codex, but four Codexes.

1. Codex Bios Logia
2. Codex Physikos
3. Codex Al-Kimiyah
4. Codex Historia

Hopefully with the creation of these four Codexes, everything will fall into place eventually. They are the key, to everything. To trials. To SPM. To. My. Ascension.

Yes and I will make it THIS THICK!...Joking lah...Then again...Hmmm...

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Look at every awesome thing that ever came out in history. Sooner or later, there would be some kind of sequel to cash in on all the hype.

There's the Pirates of the Caribbean trilogy, the Harry Potter series, the Twilight series, the Lord of the Rings trilogy, oh wait that one was one huge movie divided into three parts. But yeah, you get the picture.

Sometimes, the sequels manage to improve on the original and create an even better experience. Movies like Shrek 2 come to mind, as well as games like Assassin's Creed 2. Sometimes they're almost on par with the original, like Bioshock 2. But more often than not, sequels are just cheap excuses to make a quick buck for the producers who don't put much effort into improving anything. Most notable of these examples are those stupid Disney animated movie sequels. They just had to ruin the magic of the original and churn out lame, low-quality pieces of crap like Mulan 2, Cindarella 2 and what not nonsense.

With that in mind, so begins the story of the most famous Real Time Strategy (RTS) series of all time, the Command and Conquer (C&C) series.

Beginning way back in 1995, Command and Conquer single-handedly defined the RTS genre for the coming decade. Sure, games like Starcraft came along later on and became the most popular RTS multiplayer experience in history as well as the national sport of South Korea, but still, Command and Conquer went from strength to strength, releasing a hit sequel, C&C Tiberium Sun and creating another universe in the C&C series, Red Alert. It seemed like Westwood, the company who created Command and Conquer, could do no wrong. And their achievements culminated in the hugely famous and successful Command and Conquer Red Alert 2.

After that a large mogul game studio/publisher called Electronic Arts came along and bought over Westwood, effectively taking over the Command and Conquer series. And with that C&C entered an odd transition phase as EA instead created a third universe, Generals to add to the Command and Conquer family. While it wasn't a bad game in its own right, it just didn't quite fit in with the essence of what Command and Conquer was.

All that changed in 2007, when Command and Conquer made a very welcome comeback in the form of Command and Conquer 3 Tiberium Wars. GDI, Nod and Kane were all brought back and revamped, re-energising an aged series, giving it new life. Along with Tiberium Wars came a new form of game producer-gamer relations in the form of broadcasting for games, similar to the ESPN stuff, effectively making the game a kind of sport as well.

Alas, the success must've got to EA, as they released the sequel, Kane's Wrath, soon after, adding ALOT of new units and factions, but a gameplay experience that was beginning to feel, messed with. Then came Red Alert 3, which I think was the final blow to EA's faith in the Command and Conquer series.

EA created a lot of hype in anticipation of Red Alert 3 . Why wouldn't they? This would have been the ultimate sequel to the most popular C&C game to date. Alot of fancy actors were brought in for the in-game movies, including the guy who plays J.Jonah Jameson in Spiderman. And the launch event was a glitzy affair held in Trafalgar Square, London.

Sadly, Red Alert 3 couldn't hold a match to it's predecessor, and expectations for Red Alert 3 began to dwindle.

Which was why EA gave us Command and Conquer 4 Tiberium Twilight. With it, EA completely turned the whole RTS formula around, taking away harvesters and base building in favour of a simpler unit-focused interface where you just build units with points and send them around. EA decided the campaign wasn't worth it, and gave a feeble attempt at giving a resolution to Kane, the enigmatic leader of Nod that was the driving force behind the previous games, instead preferring to shove a weepy wife who whines and cries alot, to the point of making Kane go after her, like wtf?

Everything seemed to be totally bad for C&C 4. Gamers everywhere criticised this huge betrayal of everything that Command and Conquer stood for. Whole forums had nothing but "C&C 4 sux!" and "What the F EA?" as topics. But of course, what's done is done, and C&C 4 is here.

And so, the lesson here is the same lesson of any majorly successful series. When you've got a winning formula, improve on it, make it better. Innovate, be creative, but perhaps not to the point of completely turning everything upside down. Don't just try to make a cheap ass money making cow. Please.

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Unfortunately, I cannot go any longer.

That is because in sheer ignorance and stupidity, I forgot to note the dates for said workshop, thus, I signed up for a camp organised by the Marist Brothers for what was supposed to be all the Marist Schools in the South-East Asian region, but now reduced to just inter-state, that is on the 7th to the 11th of June. Ironically, it is in Sibu, Sarawak. Mere kilometers away from the BRATs workshop in Kuching.

Moving on from the fact that I already had a gut feeling to NOT join that camp in the first place, hence my suffering and anguish right now, a friend of mine, C, who is also going to the workshop along with another two friends, asked if I wanted to book the same flight with them. After explaining my self-inflicted situation to her, she told me not to worry about it, because there will be other opportunities for doing these kinds of things together.

I just cannot see the prospect of that as likely.

But I understand why she would say that. In her world, that piece of advice is a fact. Many great things to do together with friends come her way often. It's only a matter of is she is free or not to attend, which in most cases, as far as I know, she does.

On the other hand, such opportunities do not come often to me. That's why when I found out about this clash of timing that I have placed myself into, I felt like unleashing a storm of raging F words to express my anger and helplessness (not to mention stupidity) at the situation. Because I know that when I let this chance go, I don't know if I'll get another one again.

To put it in simpler terms, I'll use an analogy.

Imagine a well-to-do kid and a poor kid. The well-to-do kid knows that he will have a breakfast in the morning, a lunch in the afternoon and a dinner at night, everyday, no matter what. The poor kid, however, doesn't even know if he'll even get to eat for the day.

The well-to-do kid is C, the poor kid is me.

And to know that I brought all of this upon myself, that makes me hate myself and my life all the more.

Now it looks like I might also miss Rumah Hijau celebration as well.

FML.

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I forgot who told me that, but that was his reply when I commented on how quickly this year's Sports Day seemed to go.

Indeed. In my previous 4 years of Sports Day, it was always a hot, sweltering long wait for an event to finish. Now, it was a hot, sweltering whiz as I went here there and everywhere taking pictures. And doing that made me appreciate Sports Day, at last.

Flashback a few m0nths back, I decided to dedicate my time and effort to Hijau for this final year. I was ashamed that for 4 years I had never bothered to care for it for anything more than an avenue for sukan marks. So now, I would not use "prefect duty" as a pathetic excuse to skip Hijau stuff.

All things considered, I still may not have been the MOST dedicated Hijau member lah. I did not stay back on a daily basis to help out with the khemah, and when I did I always left at 4 or later on, 4.30 latest. But I made sure that for whatever time I was there, I did whatever was asked of me to the fullest and with the utmost sincerity and diligence, even if it meant sitting down blowing things dry with a hairdryer intensively.

All of that did pay off, as I slowly began to see everything come together for Hijau. Granted, response for khemah was mediocre most of the time, with the same people doing multiple jobs constantly. Some projects that had already eaten up valuable time had to be scrapped and redone from scratch. As Sports Day was mere days away, there was still a call for Hijau members to contribute 100+ packet drinks, a Herculean feat at best. But in the end, everything was alright, and the Greenjas went out onto the field proudly.

Of all years though, this was definitely not one of the finest. From a comfortable 3rd position after Merentas Desa, something went wrong, and we slipped all the way to last. Despite that, we still gave everything a 110%, knowing that there was still a strong likelihood that we would not be able to lift ourselves out of last, because Biru was also fighting teeth and claw. And even if we had performed miserably for Sukan Tara and Saringan, we clenched 3rd for marching and 2nd for khemah, proving that even if we were last, we would not go down without a fight.

Because of that, Hijau, I am ever so proud to be a part of a house that NEVER GAVE UP! A house that kept MARCHING ON! And perhaps, that was what made the experience even sweeter and more memorable for me.

In the end, Sports Day ended more or less how everyone expected it too. Ungu kept their pwning lead over the rest and were champions once more, while Merah once again proved its creative superiority by getting the 1st for both marching and khemah, while also being the surprising, but welcomed underdogs that leaped ahead of the pack to become 2nd overall, with Kuning, Biru and Hijau rounding up the five.

The good thing for this year was that there wasn't a prevalent shadow of discontent among the houses that would have been a repeat of last year (not that I know of anyway) and that generally inter-house relations remained stable, even with several joking barbs going around.

However, after reading someone's blog, I find that I cannot remain silent on a matter.

The following is purely the author's personal opinions of the matter and do not represent the opinions of any other factions.

Disappointed? You still say you're disappointed?

When you've already beaten everyone else to the dust, you're disappointed?

Granted, at first I sympathised with your situation. I admit that the khemah was one of the most awesome ones on display, and was also surprised when the decision was announced in the end.

If you said that it was okay, it didn't matter, we gave our best, we're still the best and we know we're the best, or even if you simply said that the judges were a bunch of douchebags, I could have understood that kind of disappointment.

But disappointed that lasted so long? Despite everything that you had already achieved? Emo? What have the rest of us been feeling then? Personally I call that not knowing your limits.

However, I must commend you for, in defeat, not attempting to drag others down as well.

Once again, my sincerest congratulations. You guys really were the best this year, no doubt about that.

Please do not attempt to approach me to correct what I've said. You have your opinions, I have mine, and nothing's gonna change that.

Personally I would just like to bury whatever hatchet may have been present, and for everyone to get on with our unified, Rumah Putih white-uniformed student lives of CHS.

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The warm Florentian sun beats down on my back as I scramble across the tiled rooftops. In the distance, the Duomo stands tall, one of the few monuments of Florence that break the monotony of low-lying buildings.

Below, my target remains ignorant of my presence, walking amongst the bustling crowd. I leap down swiftly and hop from balcony to ledge to cable, keeping up with him from above. I continue this silent game of cat-and-mouse until he has arrived in a quiet alley.

I unsheathe my hidden blade, throw myself off a lamp post, and land squarely on top of him, knocking him to the ground. Before he has a chance to cry out in surprise, I bury my blade deeply into his throat. His cry is drowned in his own blood, and within moments, he is dead.

Such is the norm in Ubisoft's sequel to the bestseller game, Assassin's Creed---Assassin's Creed 2. And this time around, you're gonna be taking a stroll around Renaissance Italy.

Picking up from where the first game left off, the protagonist, Desmond Miles, now delves into the memories of another ancestor, Ezio Auditore de Firenze (of Florence) in an attempt to stop the evil schemes of the Templar Order.

Bad-ass sangat

Ubisoft has to really be commended for their 2nd try at this game. While the first game was awesome, it suffered from a narrow range of missions and, after a while, boring locations. All that has been completely thrown out the window now, and Ubisoft has thrown everything but the kitchen sink into the 2nd installment.

There is a linear story to follow now, which follows Ezio as he turns from playboy to deadly assassin after his father and brothers are wrongly executed as traitors as a result of a Templar conspiracy. Initially seeking only revenge, Ezio soon begins to accept his role as the successor to his father, an assassin as well.

Ezio's form of anger management

From there the game leads you into some of the most beautiful and gorgeous locales to play around in. From the warm tiles of Florence to the imposing masonry of Tuscany to the canals of Venice and beyond, each city is wonderfully remade to be as much of the 15th century version as possible. Narrow streets, villa-esque buildings and huge cathedrals are all aplenty as you run, jump and explore your way around. Characters and people are also spectacularly recreated, as everyone wears clothing true to the era, guards now come in plain, shiny and shinier armour, and people's faces are simply a joy to look at. This is really an excellent example of games that have transformed from an experience into an artform in its own right, similar, if not greater than, the conventional staple such as paintings and literature.

Beautiful Venice

Missions have been given a much needed revamp as well. While there still are optional beat-up or courier side missions, the main missions no longer suffer the limited variety of the first game. Each assassination no longer requires investigations before you can do the deed itself, and each assassination now offers greater challenges when undertaking them, such as a target who hides at the tallest tower which you must ascend, or the other victim who hides in a convent teeming with guards.Assassinations are also broken up by some relaxing and/or tense missions, such as improving the villa city you own, or an exciting carriage chase with guards jumping and holding onto your carriage for dear life as you veer dangerously around cliff ends.

Three factions are now available to aid you in your quest---mercenaries, thieves, and prostitutes (that's right). Each faction can be hired to either help distract or lure away guards from an entrance to allow you to sneak past, or to help you out in an all-out fight.

Of course, the main draw of Assassin's Creed has always been the killing, and it doesn't disappoint. Assassination killings are still as gleefully fun as they were, with even more to be enjoyed in the later stages of the game, such as when you acquire two hidden blades for those quick, quiet stabs, or a poison blade that makes your target go crazy and swing his weapon wildly before collapsing and dying. Combat also sees some improvement. It is easier now to kill enemies by attacking, as they will no longer constantly be able to defend against your endless barrage of hits.

PWNED!

Taking place during the Renaissance, you also get to meet the people mentioned in our Sejarah textbooks, such as Leonardo Da Vinci, who helps to invent new weapons for you, as well as Lorenzo Medici, ruler of the Medici family, the patrons of Florence (remember that part of Sejarah? Huh?). Terlalu sangat awesome lah.

Leonardo Da Vinci

Truly, Assassin's Creed 2 is a huge step-up from the first game which addresses all the faults of the first and adds on to that to create one of the best gamer experiences to date. Too bad exams are about two weeks out.

I guess my tour of Venice has been canceled for now.

PS: Italian sounds really sexy

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Video Games Live™ is an immersive concert event featuring music from the most popular video games of all time.  Top orchestras & choirs perform along with exclusive video footage and music arrangements, synchronized lighting, solo performers, electronic percussionists, live action and unique interactive segments to create an explosive entertainment experience!

This is a concert event put on by the video game industry to help encourage and support the culture and art that video games have become.  Video Games Live™ bridges a gap for entertainment by exposing new generations of music lovers and fans to the symphonic orchestral experience while also providing a completely new and unique experience for families and/or non-gamers.  The show is heralded and enjoyed by the entire family.  It's the power & emotion of a symphony orchestra mixed with the excitement and energy of a rock concert and the technology and interactivity of a video game all completely synchronized to amazing cutting edge video screen visuals, state-of-the-art lighting and special on-stage interactive segments with the audience.

If you or someone you know is into video games you won't want to miss this highly acclaimed one-of-a-kind concert experience. Or maybe you are looking for something cultural and exciting that the whole family will enjoy? Video Games Live™ is not just a concert, but a celebration of the entire video game industry that people of all ages will adore.

Or if you didn't bother to read all of that, then VGL is basically the MOST AWESOME orchestral performance in the history of orchestras! A big part of that is because they play the most memorable songs from the most classic of games to the hottest ones in the market today. And doesn't that fact alone make it more awesome than other orchestral performances ?

Me and my retarded effort to smile

I cannot tell you how excited I was to hear that they would be coming to Malaysia, a country where video games still don't get very wide acceptance as a serious medium and is still looked down upon as a waste of time. I first knew about them about 2 years back, and already eagerly awaited their arrival. 2 years on and whaddya know? Dreams do come true.

The night was absolutely amazing from the get go. The organiser and founder 0f VGL, Tommy Tallarico, came out at the start and soon whipped the crowd into a frenzy. The best part of Mr Tallarico's interaction with the crowd was this:

Tommy: Some people say, that video games are for little kids.
Crowd: Booooooo!
Tommy: They say, that video game music is just a bunch of bleeps and bloops.
Crowd: Booooooooo!
Tommy: And, they say that video games encourage violence!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOO!
Guy from crowd: Kill those people!

Such irony pls

Mr Tallarico also provided a little bit of history of VGL prior to its arrival in Malaysia, and when he got to the part where VGL played in Singapore last year, the crowd booed that passionately.

"How was I supposed to know we weren't suppose to play in Singapore first?" came Mr Tallarico's reply.

And with that Mr Tallarico put the crowd into a boisterous mood as the show began.

Show time!

The crowd also played a big part of the concert itself as they were involved in it directly. A man from the crowd was picked to play Space Invaders on the stage as the orchestra provided a soundtrack while he played. Incidentally he was a Singaporean whom the crowd booed in good nature, and "kill those people!" was heard again.

Another member of the audience was the champion of the Guitar Hero competition organised before the concert began, and he played Guitar Hero once more on stage accompanied by Mr Tallarico himself on a real guitar as they rocked to Van Halen's "Jump". The atmosphere during that performance peaked when he was about to fail the song during a grueling  guitar solo (which the crowd made more difficult when they demanded he play on Expert mode), but managed to save the song at the last minute and continue to rock the rest of the way, enthusiastically cheered on by the crowd.

Of course, the star of the night was the music itself. The orchestra, which was the National Philharmonic Orchestra, played a series of pieces while being backed up by a choir from games both classic and current, such as Metal Gear Solid, Mario, God of War,Shadow of the Colossus, Sonic, Castlevania, Warcraft, The Legend of Zelda, Megaman, Kingdom Hearts, Halo (YAY! ), Final Fantasy VII, before ending the night with Chrono Trigger. To say that the music was mesmerizing and enchanting would be putting it lightly, as every piece was accompanied by visuals of in-game footage and cinematics, or in the case of Metal Gear Solid and Zelda, game-themed performances on the stage itself, not to mention a fully blown out light show reflecting the temperature of the piece.

Intermission

Another highlight of the night was when the concert seemed to have ended, only to be continue when the crowd yelled out for an encore. So Mr Tallarico returned and said:

In my time if we wanted an encore we put our lighters in the air. But this is the 21st century, so put your phones and PSPs and DSs in the air!

And from the midst of the crowd a guy unleashed a lightsaber!

Then Mr Tallarico asked the crowd to sing out the Mario tune which the crowd was already treated to earlier, and everyone followed the tune as they went: Doo, dood, doo, dood doo dood dood....until Mr Tallarico told us to stop it cause it was silly

And the night ended more awesomely with the Meet and Greet session with Mr Tallarico and 3 of the other notable performers as well, (conductor John Wall, performer Laura and performer Norihiko Nibino. I got all 4 of them to sign my program book, and I got to tell Mr Tallarico how much I've been a fan of his since I first saw him on TV many years back. But unfortunately the bouncers were shooing us so fast that I didn't get a picture with him

VGL was the greatest, most spectacular and most amazing night of my life. To be able to witness and appreciate the art that video games have become, especially in Malaysia, was an opportunity of a lifetime. I am so grateful that I had the chance to experience this right here, right now. And I am so gonna go for future VGLs whenever possible

Epic WIN

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But then, just when you get it, or when you're about to get it, you suddenly feel that you no longer want it anymore. All that desire, all that longing, just snuffed out, like a candle. There's no explanation, no apparent reason, nothing obvious whatsoever that might detract you from wanting to possess what you were after. You simply don't feel like having it anymore.

I think that's worse than not knowing what you want. At least with that, you explore, you discover and you keep looking and stumbling until you find it. But in this case it's horrible. Everything that you've dreamed of, all of a sudden just doesn't seem to be all that attractive.

What then? Your energy has already been spent. Your effort and time already invested. But there's no way out of it. It's gonna happen, and it will happen.

What is it exactly that I want? I used to think that I unwaveringly knew  the answer to that question. But I'm not so sure of it now.

I simply don't know.

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I had accumulated some homework for the past few weeks. Nothing I couldn't handle, I thought.

How very wrong I was. The I tried to do, the more I realised that I couldn't do because I didn't know how. The more I tried, the more distressed I became.

Eventually my mind began to go downhill on a rollercoaster of thoughts in my despair. One nightmare worse case scenario followed after another. If I can't do the homework properly, I'm gonna fail the exam, and if I fail the exam, I'll probably do poorly in SPM, and if I do poorly in SPM, i can't get a scholarship for college, and if I can't get a scholarship then I may not be able to do the program I want, and if my SPM score is bad I still may not be able to do the program I want, and then I probably can't do courses like engineering anymore because my math skills suck, not that I really want engineering but I'm so undecided now ZOMG SOMEONE KILL ME....

After a while I managed to reel my mind back in before any real horror could unravel. But it did get me thinking. About what I plan to do, about where I plan to go.It made me wonder about how we're all vigorously sorted and channeled through school and universities to be a part of the global labour force and indirectly, of the rat race. If you didn't get a leg up with education, preferably overseas university level, chances are you won't get much of a leg up in life either.

I wonder whatever happened to the days of doing whatever the heck you wanted, with or without a university education.

The truth is, more often than not, I think I would fancy just being a bartender on a beach in some Caribbean country somewhere.  Something simple, something pleasant.

If only life ever gave you those kinda chances.

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A sign of what was to come

This is a slightly overdue post, as Prefect Camp 2010 took place from the 17th-19th March, 2010, last week. I've been busy since then, and I've had to recollect and reorganise my thoughts.

First of all, you should know that I was elected as the organising chairperson for this year's camp, after the initial choice turned it down. I felt a little peeved at this at first. Number 1, I felt like the backup choice, which I was anyway, and Number 2, I had never been given any kind of responsibility in organising anything, and now suddenly you want me to organise an entire camp?

To say that I felt totally inadequate was putting it lightly. Here I was, suppose to know what to do, and what to tell everyone else to do. I had to be one with everything that was going on, and I had to make sure that things ran on time.

To that end I would say that I failed. For most of the camp, I played a relatively Yang-di-Pertuan Agong-ish role. I was merely a figurehead as my "Prime Minister" vice organising chairperson, Khor Jia Ying, was the one who handled...well...almost everything. If it weren't for her, I would never have known about the endless list of hiccups that either no one told me about or wasn't updated on yet. And because of that, everything manage to chug on through.

Besides her, I the rest of the committee also did a fantastic job, despite my lack of supervision. To Zhi Kai, for dealing with and arranging the transportation. For Lie Kiet and Woon Khai, for getting us such pleasant and sleepable accomadation. For Valerie and Yin Suan, for creating such more pleasant-than-last camp shirt. To Ker Leet and Chang Yi,for making sure our funds magically never dried up. To Jia Yee for finding sponsors and being our liaison with Sunway University College. For Yi Kun and Tian Yoon, for acting as on-site medics. For Zhi Yeong and Yi Leng, for handling the bureaucracy of paperwork. And most important of all, for the games committee, Ley Kuan, Rachael, Tarvin, Joe Yin, Timothy Goh and Shi Yi. Even if I didn't play a more-than-ceremonial role in their work, I'm proud of what they have accomplished.

The impression I get overall is that this year's camp was, if anything, somewhat enjoyable. The weather was pretty fantastic and it never rained. Everyone seemed to genuinely enjoy alot of the activities, like eating lemons and tug-of-war in a pool. And in the greater picture, I guess what most people liked was that we never made camp too serious. Unlike last year's camp where we got scolded a lot for this and that nonsense or another, the general mood during camp was relaxed and excited, rather than tense and tightly drawn. We gave credit where credit was due, and we harked only on what needed to be chastened, but never more than what was necessary. Above all, I personally loved the fact that our sleeping quarters were dorms that were DRY and that we had proper BEDS to sleep in. I've heard some complaints about giant bugs and the lack of bed sheets in some dorms, but still, nothing beats a dry bed to collapse into at the end of a hard day of camp. On the other hand, the worse part of camp was the showers. The water must have come from melted ice or something, and it was sheer impossible to take a proper shower, which was why I took a nice long hot one the moment I came back. Another thing worth mentioning was that the food was actually pretty darn good compared to most, and BBQ night was just sheer-awesomeness. Thanks again, Lie Kiet.

Being camp organising chairperson also revealed to me how people were never meant to work together naturally. Some people simply cannot fit properly as cogs in the entire machinery. I guess that was the absolute worse to deal with, being caught between a rock and a hard place. On one hand there's democracy and the choice of the many, and on the other there's the right of speech and ideas. That's why I sometimes hate democracy. There's too many opinions and ideas running around, and you can't just ignore them off hand.

Overall, I'm happy that camp is over, and even happier at the fact that most people enjoyed it heartily.

Once again, a big thank you to my Prime Minister, all of my commitee and also most of all the Form 5s, who also lent a more-than-welcome helping hand in many things and without them the camp just couldn't and wouldn't work out. I know some of you do not feel appreciated because some people simply have too much ego, but personally, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

Goodbye Prefect Camp. At least now I know I wasn't born to lead from the front.

PS: There's something very pleasant about sitting in the middle of a sloping road.

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