BRATs

I appeared in the papers some days ago.
Crappy, ainnit?
My picture, as usual, is horrible.

Still..



Like a bad dream.  


The camp was nothing but accidents!
Heh, maybe no, but it still stands true.

First, coming out of the hotel on the way to the camp, I fell down, resulting in a 50+20 cent coin bruise.

Second, ferry ride.
I was already queasy when I got on the ferry, but when it started moving..

"Oh God, please save me, I promise to be good forever!"
"Mummy, mummy, where are you?! Save me!"
"OMG, this is hell..!"
"Dear Lord, take me away, please please please!"

"Stop the goddamn ferry! I'd rather die!"
"Oh God, please strike me dead.."

"I can't take this anymore. Stop the ferry please, I want to get down."
"Excuse me, please stop the ferry."
[I was delirious by this time]

Worse still was the German tourists behind me.
After every big wave, I'd start puking.

*Big wave rocks ferry*

Michelle: Urgggggh..! Bleeeeh.. (puking)
Germans : Hahahahahahaha! This is great fun! (starts singing songs)
Michelle: Blaaaaaackkk...

Really, one will lose all the will to live when put through such conditions.
I KNOW, so don't tell me the contary.

If you think that's the end of it, you're wrong.

In the bathroom, I slipped and fell.

"Omg Michelle, you're bleeding!"
"Huh where?"
"Your nose!"
"Gawd."

I had to pinch my nose while bathing!
Showering like a monkey.
Not a fun thing, I assure you.

Clean, fresh and still dripping blood, I found my lips swollen.
Mostly in the middle of the upper lip.
I was like some poor vain bugger who had a collagen injection for the lips but was too poor to pay for the whole thing, so only the middle part was puffed up.
Not pretty, but very kissable.

Naturally my nose would be bruised too.
It hurts everytime I touch it.
I STILL have to bathe like a monkey, for now I have to hold my hand over my nose to stop the water from killing it.

Then for the third time I fall, this time "upgrading" my 50+20 cent coin bruise to a 50+50 cent one.
A fellow camper thought it was abit of dirt.

"Hey Michelle, you've bathed?"
"Yeah, why?"
"There's still dirt on your knee, a patch of it, you didn't wash properly, I think."
"Huh what? Didn't wash properly? What the--?
"Oh, its just my bruise. No biggie."
" *Gapes* "


My mum says its all my fault I'm so clumsy I can't blame anyone else, but you poor thing you, would you like some rojak, and it makes me think, ain' life good.