looking back, the trip seems so unreal now, as if i've just waken up from a long dream.
we took out the old ceiling, and created (sawed, painted and hammered) new ceiling for the kids. we worked hard, we slacked and played hard too. the batam kids have almost nothing, yet they seem so contented. singaporeans have everything we wanted, yet we are still unhappy. how ironic.
at night, 9 of us slept together. we struggled to carry 3 mattresses from one side of the hotel to the other side. the third night was the best! played the circle of death and almost all of us went crazy and did freaking a lot of retarted things. i slept on the hard ground, wrapping myself up like a cocoon with the blanket that night.
oh, my class camwhored like mad! we had like more than 2000 photos? HAHA.
i'm missing the trip already, but i feel glad to be back in singapore! :D
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