Credits to laobu (:
I still prefer calling her laobu, don't exactly see how it's really rude. laobu laobu!

Hainan trip was.....
- fun
- boring

ironic but it's true. The people made it fun, the itinerary made it boring.
Miss the late nights when we cramped up in a single room watching big grown-up guys chasing after a ball (aha I know we do that in bball too, but we don't hurt ourselves intentionally by doing a sliding tackle).
And I conclude that soccer is nice to watch, if you have funny people as company.


Soccer night at toby's room. It's funny how zhenwen will just take off his shirt, hurl it on the teevee and start hurling vulgarities when it's a bad play. haha. imagine having to do that when watching a bball match, how many shirts you need manz

I try to sound most coherent and reflective, so this post wouldn't be simply a post of narration. Kinda difficult since it's already 2 plus in the morning.
Feel quite tired but don't feel like sleeping. I need and want a shoulder massage now!

DAY 1 : airport, makan, hotel

First mistake of the day: to wear the RED level camp tee
Everyone was wearing the blue OBS tee, so I was the odd-one-out. Nevermind, on the brighter note of things, I wouldn't be lost because I would be so easily detected.

Tanjiaqi forgot to bring her passport. She's the best I tell you. And what's the excuse? It isn't written on the packing list. Actually it's true. I totally forgot my passport until my mum passed me the money and passport. But I didn't forget mine.




Lunch at Subway. Snacked on a cereal bar and felt really full. A lot of disgusting zilian unglam pix on facebook. Shall post the nicer ones here so I won't scare myself 10 years down the road when I come back to read about the nicer experiences I had with the bball team.


Sleeping like a pig housefly
The seats are really really cramped, can't stand it. I wonder how the tallies can squeeze their long bodies in that small area. I just had a weird thought, maybe this was what tom felt like when he tried groping through the mouse-hole for jerry.
Kns, talk about the lack of glucose.


On the bus, heading towards the hotel.
Didn't bother taking note of the names of the hotel. Just some chinese words with the words 海南 on it.

HOTEL


Camwhore camwhore.
Actually after the entire trip, smiling so many for photos and tagging so many pix on facebook, I feel so bloody tired of my face. Feel like going for plastic surgery or have some plastic mould for the face.
How can people camwhore so much, tsk

DINNER!
Looking at the exclamation mark, I should be very excited about it. And yes, at first, I definitely was. The prospect of food, after a long plane ride. The first dish, some 文昌鸡 wasn't chicken at all. Felt like plastic and had hella hard time biting it. Plus I was told to respect my table manners, so I couldn't just grab the dumb chicken piece by its wing and start tearing it apart with my teeth.

Don't try to picture it please. Worse still, imaging me doing it -.- Repulsive image


The dishes were weird. Side-dishes became main dishes. Celeries with some yellow flowers (that look like onions) were left untouched. No eggs. The wintermelon soup was nice, but having it for consecutive four days isn't exactly very satisfying.


Slacked around while waiting to be debriefed. We were having fun entangling our legs together. And as usual, everyone was segregated.
Went to the Carrefour to shop for stuffs. Had to rush cos the place was closing down. Everyone was exclaiming how cheap things were, and I bought this:

(: Food = bliss and happiness
Going to places like china, indonesia etc makes you feel rich. Money goes out like a river stream, and you will incessantly comment about how things are so cheap. But standing in the locals' point of view, it isn't exactly that way. If we were to put the figure of the price in singapore's context, it isn't cheap either.
Anyway, strong currencies ftw!

DAY 2: school, match, 印象海南

SCHOOL

Had to wear the school uniform. Agh. And we ended up sweating so much when we reached the school that it turned translucent.
Can't we wear LONG PANTS like the guys, or SHORT ones like our juniors (:



This statue was carved and created by the students; a tribute to the school. It's really cool.
I was really surprised that the library wasn't air-conditioned, I suppose the norms in Singapore make everything seem peculiar and unusual.


Friendly facilitators(:
We just talked and talked, and they seem genuinely interested in the conversation. There are guides who would just put on a false front and you can totally see them trying to stifle a yawn.

LUNCH: 麻辣面
12 bucks for a meal and bubble tea. There was 不辣，微辣，麻辣, and I opted for slightly spicy. It wasn't that bad, although hunghui and weiwen were screaming hell.

we had this game, in a bid to divert weiwen's attention away from the spiciness. Basically, just communicate with others and you aren't supposed to reveal that you're a singaporean, which means you hafta speak in proper english, omitting all the LAH, WHAT, MEH.

And it was awfully painful for her. The conversation will go like this:
Ww: YO WHAT'S UP (i hate this line, seriously. Cos you're the one who started talking first, and you're asking me what's up?! pathetic conversation starter)
>> Nothing?
Ww: How do you find the mee?
>> it's delicious. You?
Ww: It's fine, thank you
Pathetic conversation but it'll end up her screwing up in the fourth line, when she goes "HUH, got meh!" or "NO WHAT!
Joker

Anyway before that, we went to the arcade and kept playing the bball game. It was really cheap, 1 buck for 1 token, and each game requires 2 tokens, which means, a game costs 40 cents in singapore's context.
Played till my arms were aching and yelling in pain, but it felt great. I sweated like mad. We didn't go shop because the stores were all retail outlets which sold clothes that were equally expensive and most of the shops were closed.

The facilitators weren't willing to bring us out, so we were stranded in that pathetic squarish plot of land, walking with the danger of being banged down by any oncoming car whose driver can't see me in broad daylight.








MATCH
It was emotionless.
I think I felt so much more during interclass games. Felt like a zombie floating around the court, didn't dare to receive the ball which weighed like a ton, defence was lagger than lag, didn't run because my brain didn't tell me to do so and my legs didn't coordinate.... so I totally disappointed and disgraced myself.
Heck. Just have to work out more since I'm back. It felt really unhealthy and fat.
I hate losing self-control.





I like this pic (: Fan for added effects hahah.



DINNER
was normal... Not much difference, except zhanglaoshi was sitting beside me.
After this entire trip, I gained a better understanding of vegetarians. How vegetarians can hate vegetables, and how they sniff the food before tasting. (I thought veges just smelt of garlic?)

On the bus before dinner (: