She's Fun to hang out with. Just look at how BIG my smile is. Hehh.
FYI, Jamboree is held only once in 4 years. So, I guess you may consider I am lucky for being able to be a part of this one. To make things wayy 'luckier', Terengganu is chosen as a place for us, Scouts to gather for this year's Jamboree. Hehe. So, almost 6000 scouts are from Terengganu! No surprise, huh? The rest 4000+ are from other states and 14 countries (Japan, Taiwan, Indonesia, Thailand, etc).
The thing is, I'm just not a 'camping' person, lol. But, I held it in for the sake of my friends and priceless experience. Can you imagine, staying there with thousands of people for NINE days? Whoa. Thank God I managed to shower at least once a day. Worst of all, it was raining for almost SIX days. I just can't no longer hear the sounds of the pouring, heavy rain. It reminds me to moments when we were struggling with the rain, dripping water and evil wind inside the tent. It was a battle.
Let's look at the bright side. I obtained awesome experience. I managed to strengthen my friendship with these girls. I met my ex-classmate. I met new friends (not much, but, who cares). I smiled a lot. I laughed like nobody's watching. I became stronger and fearless.
Some interesting experiences I'd love to share:
1. We had to change our tent site for FOUR times. It was tiring and humiliating.
2. A panic Mouse entered out tent. Haish.
3. During 'Litar Komando', I fell THREE times. Haiyaa. It was tough, really.
4. Meeting new friend from Johor and she said that she supported Terengganu over Kelantan during the football match. *Grin*
5. Flying fox. This time, I jumped. I still can remember the feeling of falling from high place.
6. Watching some great cultural performances. I laughed. I smiled. I yawned. Hehe.
7. I found out that my sneakers is the same BRAND and SIZE with Nana (my tent-mate). Wait, we also have another pair of same sneakers at our homes. Can you believe it? We were like, separated twins. Except for the fact that she's already has identical twin, Didi.
8. Saying Hi to two Indonesians, Jodi and Sisca. Sisca is 14. And I told her I am 16. Her teacher thought I was 13! Muahahaha.
9. On our final night, which was Friday night. A creepy incident happened. One word, Hysteria. Around 7 to 8 girls became the victims. Haish. Thank God it made me became stronger.
p/s: We (me, Nana and Rushda) made a promise that we'll never join any camping activities again no matter what condition. Hahahaha.