I'm back from Oweek!
With an ugly tan line.

We were mostly on the beach, at SRC, or walking around the campus looking for our next station. All out in the sun.
In addition to my swimming costume tan line, which I had since last december, I now have a slipper tan line and the tee shirt tan line.
My shoulders are fair, and my neck is uber dark.

And I need to get my sleep back.
All those late night chats during the camp isn't going to get my body clock function properly.
And school starts next week. I'm kind of dreading school.
I've only got 4 modules and I don't know anyone taking geography.
2 hour lecture alone every week? It sucks.


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I came home from camp, and the first thing I saw was a corpse.
And I freaked out.

My mum called me this afternoon, saying that 1 of my hamster had gone missing.
They've searched all over the place and can't find it.
So when I came home, the first thing I did was look into my hamster cage.
Maybe that missing hamster's hiding in one of the house and my parents didn't see it?

Then i saw something that looked furry under the wood shavings, with ants on it.
MY HAMSTER DIED!
It died a horrible, mysterious and silent death.

I wanted to bury it properly, like in my grandmother's garden or something.
And my insensitive dad poured all the wood shavings onto a piece of newspaper, together with the hamster's corpse, and said "this is burial already."
And he simply threw the wrapped up package into the rubbish chute.