annual hike '09

My muscles ache from waist to feet and to top it all, i've got a horrible sore throat. I can barely walk without feeling pain at my soles and my hips and my throat seems to be burning. I'm surprised that i'm not down with a fever though.
So, yesterday was annual hike. Halfway through, i totally regretted going back for it. With a sore throat, i went to school, climbed up the hill, which i thought i would never have to climb again :( and joined them for the annual hike. Flowerpecker and shark grouped and we were the second last to set off, with our trail one of the longest. Then, we set off and the scouts weren't very cooperative, walking way behind us. So, we went up the MRT and started to plot our routes. And when we set off to our second check point, the scouts were leading and they were finally speeding up. But, they didn't bother to wait for us guides and i went on to hold on to their bags. There were three of them, this yishun guy or yushun (aiya no idea how to spell) will just run off when i hold on to his bag and i would have no choice but to let go. The second, Daniel, would just follow yushun and run, totally ignoring my survival. Finally, the last one, the one and only sec 2 scout in the patrol, was kind enough to let me hold on to his bag and he didn't run like the others. Although i may have spoilt his bag, but well, that's just his luck. :P Anyway, we walked for like 21 kilometres, which seriously sucks. We even had to climb up this hill to hort park. And the hill is definitely way higher than Anglican high's hill. By then, i was almost dead and my legs hurt like hell. After that was another long journey to istana park, (at least 5 MRT stations away AT LEAST) and Denise and i led the way. YAY! Although Denise was the one leading mostly... (Wonder what will happen to me without her; we'd probably not complete the hike) And finally, i was actually at the front when it was the last 1/3 of the journey to istana park. And i practically ran and shouted when i saw the words 'Istana park'. By then, my legs were like breaking and the skin at the back of my left foot tore, leaving blood stains on my sock. And the scouts refused to navigate, so Denise and i made our way to Mc Donald house with the others following behind. Then, we went to Dhoby Ghout MRT which was far far away. I think we were at Tanjong pagar MRT then. No idea. The fatigue made me forget everything. Denise and i were at the front, walking like no mother hell, going all the way straight even though our legs were like in extreme pain. While the scouts followed behind chatting about computer games. Anyway, after what seems like everlasting torture, we finally reached and all of us just fell onto the floor to sit down. We were kinda pathetic, sitting down on any floor whenever the traffic light turns red. Our legs hurt so much that we couldn't even bring ourselves to laugh when we saw this green man and red man in the traffic light tilted. It wasn't straight but in a diagonal position. And after that, we still HAD TO WALK and we set off to city hall. By now, the scouts were at the front and i was collapsing at the back with April. We couldn't walk anymore and kinda dragged our feets along. This year's hike was like so much worse than last year's. As in SERIOUSLY. Last year's route was like one of the shortest and this year's was one of the longest. And in the end i was like the last one at the back. We finally reached and we were the sixth to reach. Which means, last 3. To think we walked like hell. OK. So that was hike. And i had to leave early so i didn't get to see Cui wen's patrol come back.
After i left the group of guides, i went home to shower (and i could barely climb the stairs up). Then. headed to Aranda country club, where the VJC seniors organized a bbq. The place is very beautiful, much nicer than all the previous chalets. The seniors were pretty nice. A group of 10v13 classmates including me, sat near the bbq pit and the grand seniors came to join us, talked to us and stuff. They were very enthusiastic and talked a lot. Seems like they've been through really fun times. And i've learnt more about vjc through them. They said things like how they hear this senior (indian guy) scream in the cinema when watching a horror movie. And this senior who shouted 'no, no, no' when he/she saw the sex scene or something from this movie at the start. It was hilarious. And their plans on drilling a hole on their classroom floor so that they can slide down to our classroom like firemen. Then something about what if the teachers fell in and we laughed all the way. Too bad i wasn't feeling well with my terrible sore throat, so i didn't talk much. In all, i didn't regret going to the bbq with my about-to-break legs and a burning throat.
After shouting at the scouts for the whole day yesterday, from 9 20 am to 4 30 pm, i don't think i have the voice to talk anymore. My dad was talking to me a moment ago and i could barely speak. It's time to fall sick man.