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Haha well im back from my girl guides camp.
It was..not bad, better than last year, but could use more improvements.
Let me just tell you how was the camp.

First day
That kinda sucked.
I had to bring my school bag, camping bag, and another bag for my whatever outdoor cooking stuffs.
Now i'm just gonna skip the stuff that happened in school and go straight to 1 25. We put our school bags in a classroom and just boarded the bus. It was so upsetting that the whole company had to be split up and we couldn't sit with whomever we liked, and instead we had to sit with someone from our guides patrol.
Well it was a good thing Janice was one of my good friends because if she weren't, well we'd still had to sit together, lol. Blahblahblah the bus trip went well and they actually gave us bread on the bus. Raisin bread. Ew i hate that.

 Most of my friends know i'm not fussy when it comes to food and i'm basically their food dustbin, but i hate raisins. Their just so ew. I mean i presume their just dried up grapes? But raisins just has this texture that makes me cringe.

So after that we hopped off the bus and went to the lodge where we put our bags and helped with the remaining stuff that we had to unpack. Actually tbh the first day wasn't really enjoyable, we just did tent pitching and gadget making and stuff. It was the second day that was awesome

Second day 
Skip, skip, skip, skip toooooo outdoor cooking!
Yeah the food was nice. My juniors and i were like hogging all the potatoes and eating them :D
Sorry for all the fast- forwarding. Like what i say in many of my posts, i'm just too lazy. Though i wouldn't mind if i were being paid for it.
Blahblahblahblah.. CAMPFIRE was really fun too..

Third day
Strike tent + gadgets..
Go to school.


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