Yayy! LTC is finally over. I only enjoyed the games parts. Sooo fun ^^

Day 1:
Was late for like 10 minutes. The rest had to pump while waiting for all to arrive. Felt so guilty x.x Then skipped PT because we're having make-up lessons. Was pumped extra after lessons just because we missed PT. It's not our fault for not doing. So sad =\ Had conducting lessons after that. Didn't understand how to conduct pick-up notes. Played games and did drills. Everyone had to go up to the bridge outside the general office to command. GOSH. I wasn't loud enough ='( Went home with muscle aches everywhere. Especially on my right arm. Can feel the nerves pulling hard. Ouchs x.x

Day 2:
Was punctual. Had to be earlier to practice our cheer. In the end, it wasn't approved. Did PT, but stopped half-way due to the strong nerve-pulling on my arm again. Felt like hell xD Then had theory lessons. Was BORING. Still a little confused over the #s stuffs. After lunch was theory again x.x Played traditional games after that. Love it so much ^^ The Father Abraham game was funny, especially Rahmat. Lolx =D Practiced for drill test. Managed to memorise the steps and everything.

Day 3:
Went to school feeling tensed. Pumped while waiting for Choy Chee. Then my back started giving me hell. Stopped after a few minutes. So useless =\ Was excused from PT too. Woah, lucky me =) Strolled around the park with Fhairil Sir, Val and FangYu. Heehee xD Quite fun actually ^^ Then played games, yeah. Don't really like the game that required everyone to stand on a piece of pathetic paper. Had to hug everyone tightly in order not to fall =| Then after lunch was conducting test! Awh. I was asked to conduct B flat concert scale, each note 4 crotchet and Blue Ridge Saga. Phew! It ended shortly. Then had drill test. The canteen was like sooo hot? Everyone was wet by the end of the test. Rahmat screwed up his commands and had us all laughing in the squad. GOSH. Our marks are deducted! Went for interview in the classroom. The atmosphere inside was so scary, having 11 pairs of eyes staring at you while you, alone, sitting there =\ Told them loads of crap. Who cares anyway?