My bro's school has camps every year for every level. I think most is at the start of the year kinda thing but there are others during the March/June holidays, etc. I wish our school had the same thing. It'll be good for us. The only time, perhaps, that'll make us reflect a lot upon everything that we've done.

So yesterday was the last day of his camp and there was a talk for parents as well as students. I accompanied my mum, not truly knowing what I'll be there for. The trainer had a good sense of humour and whatever he said wasn't lame or any of that sort, more to facts and reality so thumbs up for that. Moreover, he kinda knocked some sense into me. I was thankful I came.

Then the last part was the part that truly moved me. It was about appreciating people, appreciating your parents, and letting them know that you love them although you don't express it. Seri, if you're reading this, it was almost the same kind of talk that one of the Ustaz gave us during RYC. One by one, students volunteerily came up to say a few words, to express how sorry they feel when they scolded their parents, talked back, etc. They expressed their guilt and was being frank, telling their parents (who were present at the talk), about everything. Each and every problem they faced, etc. Everyone teared and that was what made the whole atmosphere a very saddening one. I can't help but to tear as well. I was truly, truly moved. It made me realise how lucky I was, how I had to make something happen instead of just waiting for it, how I want to do well for my studies after all that my parents/teachers have done for me. It was like a wake-up call.

Now, I'm down with a sore throat for no rhyme or reason. Which is sad, but cure-able duh. And I'm currently at RP with Fie, combining brains for the video. It'll turn out really well, I can see it. All of you shall wait and see :)