The world is spinning

Just had a camp over the weekend, followed by dance practice. I am totally wiped out. Really very tired. Especially my legs, the thought having to walk another distance really kills the mood. To make things worse, tomorrow and Wednesday I have driving, Wednesday got Chingay after driving then finally followed by 2 days of Anyhow Art! rehearsles and the actual day is this Saturday. I don't think I am going to get much rest. Luckily, I am clearing leave now so only need to go back for 3 more Tuesdays and 2 more Wednesdays. ORD lo!

The camp was quite an experience. Despite the fact that the average of the campers are like 16 and below, I still manage to enjoy myself. I was quite fun and I felt like a kid again. I finally got to know more of the kids, at least now I can refer to most of them by name, instead of "xiao mei mei" or "xiao di di".

The guardian angel game was quite fun. My angel was really nice, giving me food and drinks when I whine about being hungry. What a lazy bum! =P Haha. But, she was really sweet. But, I feel so guilty for not believing her initially that I didn't believe her when she said that she is my angel. I mean I didn't expect your angel would walk up to you and say, "Hey, I am your angel." You guys know what I mean. And also felt very apologetic about the racket I contributed to on the last night. But so much said, I think she still deserve another round of thank you. Thanks Lu Khei. ;)

Well, about my mortal, who is Jacqueline from Mayflower, she initially didn't know that I was her angel until Ly Ee gave her a very big hint. Jacqueline actually thought that her angel was Kai Wei, then Jeff and finally Mao Rong. She was rather convince that Mao Rong was the correct one, since he was always at the "scene of crime". Haha. But, really doesn't matter, cause I feel that being nice to someone whether with that person knowing or not is not important.

Despite the multiple injuries and aches that I had accumulated during the camp, I am glad I went for the camp. Although, it was not the perfect escape, it was a break from reality.

I wearily walked up to the door and turned the knob. The pitch dark room seemed like what would have been a never ending hallway. The door closed behind me and the dim lights came on to reveal a small room walled with mirrors. The room started to spin or was it me? Everything was a dazzle, things started to get blurry until when finally the spinning stopped. I realized that I wasn't seeing reflections that was supposed to be seen but reflections from my mind. Different images appear on each panel and soon they started to animate as if the mirror was the television screen. The volume got louder and louder and the spinning started again.

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