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The name's Chermaine Teo.
I play the Flute in
Loyang Symphonic Band.
and that makes me a flautist.
I'm currently 13 going on 14.
I was born on this very special date,
20 March 1995 *AHEM!*
I LOVE GREEN MORE
than anything *hint!*(:
I believe in GOD and therefore,
im a christian.(:



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Thursday, March 26, 2009
AH, HOW I HATE CAMPS.

Especially this year's one. But Campfire was ownage. Enjoyed every moment of it. The place was filled with mosquitoes, i guess they had their fill already. Muddy is definitely the perfect word to describe it. And apparently, my perfectly white shoes were totally disfigured my the mud, which i really hate to the core. At that point of time, i admit, home is the best. Bathrooms were, needless to say, *AHEM!* Well, had to shower. Meals, appalling. And right at that moment, of course, homecooked food were the BEST. Didn't take part in the water activities, preventing myself from getting all dirty and wet. But still, boys are boys. Throwing mud all over, and yay, i got the ''top'' prize. -.- Sigh, why can't they just grow up. I was so angry, cos my jacket was white. Definitely don't go well with brown. And there you go, my white jacket had something extra at the side. Tea time. Had biscuits. Hmmm, not bad though. I didn't mind the extra ones. Campfire Night. Wow, excited for it, surprisingly. I went all hyper with my friends. Though, sometimes twins really shouldn't walk together. Scary seeing two of the same persons. We sang, and jumped, and not forgetting to SCREAM. Like duh, screaming is surely inevitable. My hands were sore from all the clapping and throat dry from all the screaming. I was just thinking, since its the last night, why not just shout as loud as i could and get out of the damned, condemned place the next day? Hmmm, i did though. Not sure about the rest. Next day, spent the whole morning cleaning dirty tents which couldn't be cleansed. Using the same cloth all over again, isn't it making it more dirty? Can't they just put a hose to it and wash, instead of wasting so many manpower, when we could do other things. Oh and crickets are sooo dumb. Forget it. Its randomly random. Gosh, i don't know what im uttering right now. Sigh, nevermind. OK, and the minute i boarded the bus, i told myself, ''YES!'' im going home! No more of the stupid, irritating mud, frogs, crickets, and wilderness. I'll be sleeping on my bed with air-con. And at least with a blanket to top it off. Our class was hyper on the bus. Happy to see them having fun. Although i was just at the corner being quiet, saving my energy. Well, i guess thats all. Bye.