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here's how it goes. i'll most likely reply on your tagboard. but if you don't have one, the reply goes here.

Sunday, December 23, 2007
09:59
i never expected i would climb a hill what more a mountain. once upon a time i shuddered at the thought of climbing bukit timah and told myself i would never put my legs in such torture. but hey...i did it lah seh. of course it wouldn't be possible with the encouragement from groupmates, especially from this 12 year old guy:)).
hari raya haji was spent on mount k. i really think the song dari jauh kupohon maaf suited the mood. i kept singing it when descending from the summit.

so much to say. so much to write down. one thing's for sure, i don't regret going for the 12 days in sabah. i'm thankful i did go. to family and friends, thank you very much for your well wishes and prayers.

oh my 1st leech bites! haha bangga eh. since the p6 trip to lanjut tropical areas, everytime i heard there are leeches, my knees just went weak. however during the 4 days trekking, i dint give a damn anymore lah after the first time i saw a leech on my right leg. i mean every bit and pieces of energy was spent on focusing not to fall. oh hafeeza, fiona tan...our leibao shoes not bad! haha!

okay...i just need someone to talk to about this whole camp. during the 12 days, i kept to myself a lot...cos i was people-watching. hah. alamak kosong, why you start working already...?

i'm waiting for photos!:D