Hey Guys, what’s up? Today’s reflection for me mostly revolves around me being the ‘enthusiastic’ one taking on for the team, or in this case, tribe. First off, we had mass dancing in the morning, learning how to do the tribal dance and so on. (Sorry if I can’t remember the other one, it’s just that I’m so tired). But the most distinctive dance is actually in fact the Friendship Dance, why? Simply because we had to pair with a guy or girl and dance together with the partner, surely everyone would think this wasn’t fair. Why couldn’t we dance with people of the same gender? (Other than the fact that it would be weird that either one of us would be saying the other broke his or her heart.) Well, don’t ask me, I don’t know.
Carrying on, unlike other days, today was the day where we had our lunch at the earliest compared to all the other days. Today, we had it at around roughly 10.50p.m and we were to assemble back at the E-Hub by 11.45p.m, we also managed to work on the class cheer and I am extremely happy to say that I find it superbly satisfactory and catchy as well.
We soon also had our wet water activities and I have to say, I really contributed a whole lot. (No doubt about that) First, my hair was used for ‘hair treatment’ with materials such as: eggs, honey, ketchup, soap and masking tape as well. Through and through, you don’t want to know I feel about it. Then, I was tied up as a mummy with toilet paper and supposedly had to dodge the incoming water bombs with variations of soya sauce or water, and no one managed to land a single hit on me at all. NOT ONE! But in the end, I still took a hit to the back with a water bomb consisting of soya sauce just so that our tribe could max out our suck-up points, so sad right?
Next, at the last station, I had to remove my t-shirt just so that we could fill up the bottle with water and I have to say……actually, there’s nothing to say. My troubles hasn’t ended there just yet, we still got reprimanded by our PSLs, saying that we weren’t good enough as being a cohort and that we didn’t give a thought about their feelings. Then, we were bombarded by an array of water bombs (you should know what I mean by now), before announcing that it was just a joke, and that it was simplt just a tradition passed down from their own PSLs.
Sure today was tiring for all of us (I guess), but to me, it was best day out of all the three days so far, and I definitely won’t any doubt for the remaining two days that they would be of the same standard as the earlier three, fun enough to make me have adrenaline pumping through my veins. I’m sure.
Tristen Tjokro
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