If your life is a movie..

..would it be a good one?

If you're thinking that I'm suddenly advertising for the Navy, you have my word that I'm not. I was just thinking along those (battle?) lines and I just realised what would happen if my life was a movie. After all, what I blog is basically about my life - and already these words can already lull someone to sleep, so what movie are you talking about?

Not bored yet? Well let me tell you what I did for the past few days.

Saturday
YL felt crazy after his training so that idiot just suddenly dropped by my house without telling me. Okay he DID tell me, but only after he alighted from his bus home and he alerted me that he was bloody just underneath my block. Like WTF, this WTF (waterpolo-training fagut) suddenly come and disrupt my peaceful Saturday afternoon. What's more I had my CCA (cross-country activity) in the morning so I was feeling very tired.

But damn it, he was a guest and it was my duty to entertain guests. We had a talk cock session for two hours while we toured the neighbourhood. Now isn't that boring because talking and walking are like, normal activities. So while we walked and talked, and talked the cock, the people around us yawned as they saw how no-life we were. Now I told you my life was boring.

Sunday
Having had a week of crappp, I slept the whole day through. If you find interest in someone sleeping, I think you're weird.

Monday
Also known as today - where I went for training AGAIN. And this time I ran for one hour continuously without stopping. If you were to make my life a movie, the movie would run for one hour continuously without stopping as well and by then your nose would also probably be running continuously from the aircon in the cinema. Any benefits from that? No.

Boring? YES.

So if my life was that boring, I should stop blogging right?

WRONG!

Because I could always blog about the past. Bring you back to Bintan with its stupid toilets and world of no-flushes. If you needed a reminder of what it was like, just scroll down for some enlightenment. But then again I only spoke of the campsite and not the activities, so let me start on that now.

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Before I left for Bintan, I had a great shock when I found out that my general knowledge was terrible. Being a great fan of the wondrous game of Gunbound, I decided to visit their site and to look out for nice little avatars to buy.. PS if you don't play Gunbound, go get a life and start playing now! Umm so anyway this is what I found.. and I got bloody shocked because I had a differing perception.




The whole thing: go enlarge if you can't see it. If you don't know what I'm talking about, I'll cut and paste the offending bit that like got me off my chair.




It goes: Singapore's best beach Bintan

And I'm like WHAT BINTAN IS ACTUALLY IN SINGAPORE? Damn to think I've lived so many years in ignorance! Although I was actually rather shocked about my lack of general knowledge (after all this is Gunbound of the WORLD, it HAS to be right), I was also kinda glad because I didn't have to bring my passport. You know how troublesome it is to carry these documents around.

Happily, I left for Bintan without a passport.

Turned out those idiots at Gunbound was wrong - because somehow everything over at the Bintan port was in Indon and uh, there were postcards being sold that said "Bintan, Indonesia". Like WTF then I really panicked because the customs officers looked real mean.

BUT! The extra money that I brought along with me just in case came in handy. =)

So I got past immigration without much problem and yay finally we're in Bintan.

Being involved in Founder's Day, I couldn't take part in the first activity, which was kayaking. Erm since we're on this topic, allow me to present to you a joke about kayaking from James the waterpolo vice captain.

Q: What do you say when someone tells you a lame joke on a kayak?
A: KAYAKAYAKAYAKAYAKAYAKAYAK! (that's supposed to sound like laughter)

Okay now stop laughing and back to the topic. I missed kayaking, so there is pretty much nothing to talk about it. Except that some people thought that I was some n00b who missed kayaking on purpose because I sucked at it. Well, contrary to popular belief, I do know what kayaks are and I'll post a picture of it just to prove it.



Yes so I skipped this part. Sadly. From what I heard from one of my group-mates, he was staying at the back of the pack (without his backpack because he's on the kayak duhhh!) and basically being the last man in the last kayak. So let Z be my friend and O be other kayaks (..... stands for water even though water doesn't stand ya whatever), you have:

O.....O.....O.....O
...........Z...........

(not drawn to scale)

And apparently these kayakers (represented by Os) were some n00bies, so this was what happened after a while - according to my friend. Being the last man, he was supposed to save anyone who was going to capsize. Let X be capsized kayaks.

X.....X.....X.....X
...........Z...........

He was like WTF I'M NOT SAVING ANY OF YOU because it was obvious that someone (in fact everyone) was playing the fool and I'm like WTF LUCKY NEVER COME OR I HAVE TO CAPSIZE.

Yea so that was more or less about kayaking. Since I didn't go I wouldn't know.

But now let's talk about rafting, since we're on the topic of water sports. At Singapore's best beach (I didn't know Bintan wasn't an island but only a beach), we had the luxury of a few barrels that looked remarkably like giant blue zammable cans. As well as a few lame sticks so we could construct our raft.

Our group was l33t and did it in record time. Here's the blueprint, after all since the barrels were blue it's only right that I give you a BLUEprint. Okay not funny. There's no colour in the picture but I'm very proud of my group's design anyway.



It looks damn simple here but I can assure you building a raft is more difficult than it looks. Just look at all the sophistication and all the advanced technology required - I think I shall become an assistant architect (because I didn't do the design duh) after I pursue my career in music and in rearing chickens at some mountaintop.

And umm there you go. That was two activities that we did in Bintan - which is arguably more exciting than what I do in Singapore. Okay granted I didn't give much description of it but well our raft just pwned the other groups because THEY COULDN'T EVEN GET THEIR RAFT OUT TO SEA.

Man, how I miss life back there. And at least I don't have to blog about my daily trash haha.

There's more to come, naturally. You don't think I spent four days there for nothing right. So stay tuned - tomorrow there will be other activities.