It's HARD. i mean it. i cry before entering it. i cry after i finish it.
This year we(student of Forestry UMS) camp for 2 weeks in Kawang, Papar. Without electricity (!), without no clean water (!!), without handphone (!!! sh*t %$#%^$), and without my dear boyfriend (!!!!). Life is Hard there.
I know he will be praying for me there.. |
Anyway, for the first week i did cry a lot. From heels to Adidas Kampung, no girls can cope with that easily! But for the second week, i manage to live a LIFE there. i can actually climb slopes higher than 75 degrees. Amazing! (yeay me!) Of course i didn't forget my roots. Padini is still in my mind. I manage to put some cute stuff on me. I only pick cute patterns of leaves to put on my hair so that i look like Jane (remember Tarzan wife?)
One of my choice of leaves to put on my hair |
Me (red) with my 100Plus group |