There are two different moments at work.

When you're busy and things are going fast, you feel like there's no time for you to breathe, you're running for time and for things to get done, stat.. and then there's this period when things are going so slow, you actually find yourself wishing that there's at least something for you to do - as one being too free invites one to be disturbed/questioned or given tasks one just does not want to do.

On thursday, i passed to the night shift team 2 cases/beds,thus giving them 4 empty beds at the same time as 2 were discharged during the morning shift and I discharged another 2.

A nurse always looks at an almost empty cubicle in wide-eye dismay as empty beds spells admissions and the possibility of some being crazy admissions.

Went home having the slightest, terrible hope that the beds will get filled up during the night so that i'll recieve an almost full cubicle when i take over shift the next morning but it will just kill my 2 colleagues..

Morning came, and my colleague handed over the same 2 patients to me. Morning slowly went by and if i could telepathy to the staff at Children's Emergency (C.E.), they would be bombarded with pleading requests from me to send patients only between 9am-12noon. C.E. has a knack of sending patients up to the ward to be admitted at odd timings or when i'm about to hand over shift.. And sometimes they send up to 4-5 patients to the ward at one shot. 12noon passed and i prepared myself for admissions.. 2pm soon came and that meant the end of shift for me, so i will not be recieiving any patients but the colleague taking over me will have to recieve them. Hee, before the passing of report, Jane came up to me and said "Alamaaak.. why you give me so many empty beds?" and when Zhongqiu saw all the empty beds - in total the A side had 6 empty beds, her eyes enlarged and she gave a very loud gasp. Hahaha. Classic (:

Some good news (((: Sister has allowed us to try working a 5day-week work schedule since my ward has got enough staff now. It's only temporary tho' since it's an entirely new schedule for us. We will be trying it out for about 3-4mths and if all goes well, sister will consider making it permanent. So, please, ALL you must go well!

Met some of my poly classmates yesterday after shift. Almost all of us came from work, except for Nava since she's a senior in the ward and could easily ask for a day off. It was good time spent: sharing our nursing struggles and laughs.

One question first asked at the table was "have you already cried because of work?" - and the whopping answer was a big fat yes from all of us, except for Nava, again, who did her crying 10 years ago. (:

In case, some are wondering why Nava is unlike the rest of us; she has been working as a Senior E.N. for 10years before taking the diploma to get promoted to a R.N. Thus in terms of experience, rapport and well-known standing in the ward - she has already got all of them.

Dinner was at Breeks, HarbourFront.. ate the yummy melted cheese chicken patty main course, and brave Dani, Siti and Rozi took the half-chicken. Haha. Yeap, like one half of a spring chicken. Hee, it was funny how they were struggling to down it all. Alas, only Siti managed to conquer the whole thing. (:

Group pictures will have to come another day.

with my Dani-saur, the blur, always hungry woman who surprisingly could not defeat the chicken, whom i missed loads. (:

Took in-charge yesterday, and it was by-far the most busiest, heart-thumping day i had at work. Three children chose yesterday to have their blood pressures either unreadable or just too abnormally low or high. One child took so much time, her Bp plunged way down (at one point all of us four nurses covering the A side were attending to her, on top of the 4 doctors around her too - she was sent to HD in the end after she was stable to get the proper treatment/care)..
For the other two infants, after several attempts in taking their Bp, and still getting low results we called in the on-call doctors to review.. and guess what, WHEN the doctors are around the dinamap chooses to work fine and their Bps end up okay.

Furthermore on top of all that stress and adrenaline pumping issues , a MSW came to see my NAI patient and took both my patient and the casenotes down. I knew she was gonna come to see my patient,but i wasn't told that she will take them down to her office for the interview. Apperently she came at the time when we were occupied/running around the ward and told our ward clerk (who might have forgotton to tell me and by then have already gone home)
The scare i had when on top of all the Bp issues, i found that both my patient and her casenotes are nowhere to be found..
After much searching, waiting and randomly dialling a number out of our long list of MSW's names and numbers (none of us had managed to catch the MSW's name, by 6pm the patient had already came back without the casenotes - asked where she went etc and when her casenotes were still not back, i started calling the MSWs), found out that the casenotes were indeed with her and she was still not done with interviewing the patient's parents. Seriously.
If her casenotes went really missing, i would be the one with the plunging low Bp.

Enjoyed the teamwork and the people i was working with tho'. At least they made the day better and my seniors were competent enough with the knowledge and the experience when our patients' Bps went funny.

Why.

How.

When.

What.

Who.

Growing up way too fast.

Lola and Lolo are now back in Philippines. Missing them already.

Guessed their 3 mths vacation here in Singapore was a good break/change for them.. though am pretty sure they were kinda getting bored. My grandparents are still such a sweet loving couple despite being in their 60s..Lolo's still pretty fond of teasing Lola every now and then.

A living example (:

Work is teaching me:

-not to judge others.(like colleagues and the way they do their work 'cos i too, make the same kind of mistakes. Have been grumbling, being judgemental, making statements but i'm not "all-that" myself too, i fumble and i fail)
-to be on my toes, physically, mentally and spiritually
-accountability
-to love
-to buy many many black pens and bring extras to work


I'm not the easiest person to love
I'm often the one who lets things go unresolved
Yet you choose to be
On the side of me, on the side of me
Yet you choose to be on the side of me
On the side of me

I'm not too proud of some things I've done in my life
The skeletons in my closet are too big for me to hide
Yet you choose to be on the side of me
On the side of me
Blessed Charity You're on the side of me
On the side of me

Everyone needs a friend to hold
When it's cold outside and there's no place to go
Everyone needs a friend to hold
All alone I cried there was no place to go
I remember when nobody cared
But you

I'm not the easiest person to love
But you, you've opened your heart to show me what I'm worth
'Cause you choose to be
On the side of me, on the side of me
What a mystery
You're on the side of me, on the side of me

-"On the side of me" Corrinne May

Thank you Manda, Dot, Serene, J.K., Val, Chris, Al and Shaun for coming specially to novena to "have lunch" with me today despite having made you wait for me, and long before i reached you all had gobbled down your lunches..you guys must have been reaaally hungry ((: i truly enjoyed the company. (:

i miss going church. feel like i've missed out so much.

the week has been rather rocky.
Dealing with and handling lives in such a way is heavy responsibility. And not just any walk in the park.
Responsibility that i'd prefer not to have it weigh upon my shoulders.

Anyway..i've still not recovered from the shock i had upon the realization that after my day off on tuesday.. i'll be working for TWELVE days straight until my NEXT day off.

Weekend.
One word.
That blessed word.
The soft resounding sound it makes in your ear, knowing that it's your two days of rest and of leisure.
Warms your heart.
Weekend.
There's no such thing as 'weekend' for a nurse no more.

my first ever malay wedding. (kak Su's sis's wedding on 13th July) haha.
ask siti, i bombarded her with quite a few questions.
finally, after such a long time, i met up with my beloved PRCP mates (sans Anisah)
haha.. manda, i like the way "sans" sound..


(and i HAD to sit like that.. totally spoilt the picture)


siti my darling.... !


(: natty and sitty my darlings...!

and I shall describe the following pictures by the term Siti and Nat always use..
the "no comment" pictures:

it's clear that i can't fake it in pictures as well as Nat and Min.

photo credits: Nat, her camera, and the other camera-girl forced to take the shot for us.

i do not want to see anymore prudential agents or sit tru more prudential 'talks' .
My ears will bleed.
The competition within them is killing me.
As it is, no matter how good the plan is.. the way they "fight" for a client piss me. The least they can do then is to appear to genuinely want the best for a client. Even if it means not having that particular commission going into their bank accounts.

And if they really want to help people save. then don't CHOOSE clients based on their dressing.

Why is it that when i'm wearing my nursing uniform or office attire while working at Jill's, you come to me and rattle on about saving.
And when i'm in normal tee and jeans you look pass me , stretch out your hand and walk straight to the next person in crisp white blouse, chic black skirt and fashionable stilletos. Don't the people wearing ordinary tees, jeans and flip flops need to save too?

When bestfriends make funny faces and turns crazy in the midst of our photo-taking sessions. (: a random HUGE shoutout to nana: BESSIE I LOVE YOU!!!
the pictures below are just a few of the thousands of pictures we have together. (:

If you look tru' our albums: you'll notice that nana has a few shots of her doing this "mouth-open-in-a-huge-O". She looks like the masked-person from the Scream movies!

nana says: "hrrrrmmm. i've got NICE JUICY LIPS" (or rather dry lips. ooopps. should have put on lipgloss before taking the picture)

my monkey face.

greedy pretty nana!

Thank You Lord for the life You've given me, for the family and the home You've placed me in, and for the wonderful people You've allowed me to share my life with. Thank You for everything.

"encountered" an angry parent today. The first i've seen so fumed in my 4 weeks so far.
Angry parents are not to be trifled with!
They can scare the crap out of you.

Stuff to add in my list of "things-to-buy" :

- OSIM foot massager!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- And that nice sporty-looking, black, mary-jane nike shoe with the logo in gold, i saw one staff wearing. (: 'cos i'm guessing it would be even more comfortable as compared to my crocs.

Haha.
And there's a cute looking doctor from Hongkong in my ward. Note - he's young and he's a registrar.

Matthew 24

vs4: "Jesus answered: 'Watch out that no one decieves you. vs5 For many will come in my name claiming, 'I am the Christ, and will decieve many. Vs6 You will hear of wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things will happen, but the end is still to come. vs7 Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines and earthquakes in various places. vs8 All these are beginning of birth pains."

Just few weeks back there was the earthquake in China, and late this week we hear of the typhoon striking Philippines. For the past few months we know that there is rice shortages and that prices for food are rising. Even before all these recent happenings, we know of other disasters around the world.

How long's the gap between all these?

Dad opened his sermon today with a mention that every 5 minutes a child dies of hunger.

Look at me, i get grumpy when food does not come to the table quickly, when mom cooks the same dishes for days. Look at me, i sleep comfortably, i wake up and feel secured that there's a home, a place of rest that i can come to after a long day at work, and yet sadly, take all these for granted.

Look at me, i fume like mad when Janan breaks my pencil eyeliner/eye shadow and i have to get new ones or when mom clears and changes the way i place my stuff in my room...

What are all these.. compared to those who are not able to enjoy the joys of having a family, a home, not having good food to eat, or those who cannot have pleasures like going out and enjoying time with good friends.

"Dear God, help me to be aware of the happenings around the world. Help me to look at everything with a prayerful heart. One that is not selfish or self-glorifying. My life is not my own. My life is Yours Lord. let me be a blessing to those around me and to those I'll meet. Help me to be aware that my problems, my petty wants are insignificant, compared to the hunger and the pain of the children, of families suffering in the world. Insignificant compared to the homeless.

Help me to be aware of all these things..when i eat, when i'm with my friends, when i laugh help me to be aware of the suffering that many my age, young children are going tru'. That i'll look at my life with a thankful heart and at the same time, pray for all of them. Amen "

"Hungry Already" (Alvin), "Nissan Susi" (Manda), "Tired OK" (me), "Mmmmmm!!" (Dot).

Nana did not make any "blunders" that night, bet she's thankful for that. (:

Fell sick last wednesday with fever, felt really hot and lethargic so i slept at 830pm and when my alarm rang the next morning, mom's hand straightaway reached out to touch my neck.
I knew she purposedly woke up in the middle of the night to cont' giving me my medicine, but i wasn't aware that she actually came over to sleep beside me on my bed. Mothers make the best nurses.

Been working for coming to two weeks now, and i'm ENJOYING it. (: The staff are nice, and am on joking terms with most of them. The good thing about being in a ward where most of the staff are in their 20s means that working is a whole lot more fun. When they teach you, they are pretty patient and kind.
Sure, there are cliques and strong friendships going on, they've known each other more than they've known me.. and that's understandable. Friendships can't be rushed. It takes time for friendships to start. It starts from little seedlings, and with patience, time, watering (communication) the little seedlings starts to grow.
How did Nana and I became strong, bestfriends? It was 'cos of the time we spent with each other. We were not close right from the start.
It was after all the phone calls (almost everyday), camps, Misait.. all those years of constant communication. If you asked me 3-4 years ago, i will say that Nana doesn't know everything about me, there were somethings i kept secret.
But if you ask me now, i'll tell you that there are NO secrets between me and her.
If you asked me or her 8 years ago, whether we thought we were gonna be bestfriends, we'll tell you 'no'. Friendships takes time, understanding, and to a certain extent, some level of chemistry. However, just 'cause one thinks that there's no chemistry as of yet, it doesn't mean that one can't be close friends with another in time to come. If you straightaway draw that line in friendships, you'll find yourself at the end that does/may not benefit you at all. You may never find the special friend that you need in that person just because of your own judgement of him/her.

Back to the ward, I thank God that i get to meet all these wonderful, great people and work with them instead. And like what Manda told me last week, God will not leave me hanging, He will provide me with good friendships. I'll trust God on that. (:

The children are all so lovable. (: Fallen in love with three little infants in the ward. Ahhhh.. how i love holding them, feeding and lullabying them to sleep. I'm gonna make an AWESOME mommy next time! Haha, any of you have trouble bathing your infants, your free to ask me for my help! (:
Working in a children's ward also means i get to enjoy the same treats they do too!
Last week a group of young adult volunteers came to our ward to make those animal shaped balloons. They made for us too! For quite some time, they were standing right in front of the counter making balloons for us nurses. (:
I took home two balloon-dogs that day (one burst along the way).

Just today a magician/illusionist came to the ward, and guess who were his first audience? Not the kids BUT US nurses (: He too parked himself right in front of the counter, near to where i was sitting (directly opposite) and did a couple of tricks! If you were a visitor you'd be amazed to see a whole bunch of nurses and one doctor staring him down, trying to figure out his tricks while going "waaahhhh" "oooohhh" "whaaattt?" "howw??" and "hahahahaha".

I'm not regretting. KKH is the place for me. Children's ward is the place for me. (:
For this season, i should say.

*thank you Lord for opening this door, for answering my prayers, thank you for the ward you've placed me in, for the wonderful colleagues, thank you*

First day at work.
It was, well, okay.. a little bored at times, blur at other times (okay, i shall say blur at all times) and a little lonely. Haha, but i do know that it takes time for friendships to start (:

Just now when i met the staff i kept thinking to myself, "gosh, these people are gonna be my family for i-dont-know-how-long".. I got a shock when the afternoon staffs came into the ward. There were so many young nurses! Nurses around my age group. Early 20s, middles 20s. Most of the staff in the ward are young!
I'm the "newest" staff, so most of the time i was following some staff and listening while they orientated me and if i'm not doing that then i'm hanging around awkwardly.
But the staff are nice la.
Some will motion for me to sit down instead of standing/leaning on the counter.


During the moments when i was sitting down, trying to read an extremely word-y protocol on sedation, which clearly i wasn't paying much real attention to, i would occasionally look up and scan the whole ward, watch the staff.. the walls are painted lilac and purple, the staff seem to be fun people..I know i'd get used to it, I'll like working here soon enough (:

God is good, you all do know how i desired to be in a children's ward?
The HR lady told me that I wouldn't know which ward i'd get into until today itself. Initially i was worry-ing, but i became kinda confident that i'll be posted into a childrens' ward because of the prayers and prophecies prayed over me during camp (MSG session was GREAT). I trusted God, and so yes, I'm a staff nurse working for the children and their parents now.
There's another prayer that God answered, and this was something extra that i wanted: that i won't work in a C class ward. I'm in a B2 class ward, and they've got aircon. (:

I'm dying to write about my china trip. But i feel it'll be better if i had the pictures to come along with it - their all with uncle ban. UNCLLLEEEE BAAAANNNN GIIIVVVEEE UUUSSSS OOONNNNEEEEEE COOOPPPPYYYY SOOOONNNN! (:

oh well, nevermind. i shall post some of my favourite graduation pictures here on my blog. The photos are definitely not new because me in my excitement have not just uploaded it on facebook but on my friendster too.



janan, dani (my favouritest in class) and BF! (:

Anyway, there's this book that i bought from the Christian bookshop during my trip in Philippines.

"Let me be a Woman" by Elizabeth Elliot.

She wrote the book as a gift to her daughter actually, but it was published to encourage other women alike. I'm still in the first few chapters but the book has spoken so much to me already. I'll type out some extracts and hope that you may be encouraged by it as well.

"In order to learn what it means to be a woman, we must start with the One who made her"

From Chapter 4 - "A Daughter, not a Son"

"To understand the meaning of womanhood we have to start with God. If He is indeed the 'Creator of all things visible and invisible" He is certainly in charge of all things, visible and invisible , stupendous and miniscule, magnificent and trivial. God has to be in charge of details if He is going to be in charge of the overall design.
We sometimes hear the expression ' the accident of sex,' as though one's being a man or a woman were a triviality. It is very far from being a triviality. It is our nature. It is the modality under which we live all our lives, it is what you and I are called to be - called by God, this God who is in charge. It is our destiny, planned, ordained, fulfilled by an all-wise, all-powerful, all-loving God."

It's not that i'm not happy to be a woman. I am. So many times i thank God that I am born a girl. But what struck me the most here was that God is in charge of details. Even the minute things that we sometimes see not important. Me being a woman has a purpose, has a reason, it's intertwined with the destiny He has made for me. Nothing happens by chance.

Elizabeth later says,

"If you believe in a God who controls the big things, you have to believe in a God who controls the little things. It is we, of course, to whom things look 'little' or 'big'..."

Recently, while watching an episode of the show "En-bloc" this comment was made by the youngest son right before the announcement/finalization of whether there is to be an en-bloc or not. There was a group of Christians praying at the corner and he asked his mum what were they praying for. When his mum explained to him, he said something like this "You mean to say, that the Lord of all creation will take time from His busy schedule just for an En-bloc?" with a snigger.
It's only a show, i know. But i'm sure that particular thought is not new at all. Yes, the Lord of all Creation will take time off to listen to our prayers. Even if the prayers may be weird, small requests? Why? Because He not only created us, but He loves us with such a love that no one on earth can give or shower us with.


And here comes my favourite chapters.

Chapter 9 - Single Life - A Gift

"What we are is a gift, and like other gifts, chosen by the Giver alone. We are not presented with an array of options. What would you like to be? How tall? What color? What temperament would you prefer? Which parents would you choose as forebears?..."

"But having now spent more than forty-one years single, I have learned that it is indeed a gift. Not one that i would choose. Not one many women would choose. But we do not choose gifts remember? We are given them by a divine Giver who knows the end from the beginning, and wants above all else to give us the gift of Himself. It is within the sphere of circumstances He chooses for us - single, married, widowed- that we recieve Him it is there and nowhere else that He makes himself known to us. It is there we are allowed to serve Him."

Chapter 10 - One Day At A Time

"One lady in her sixties still declares that she does not have what Paul calls the gift of single life. She has lived these sixty years without it for God has assured her, she assures me, that he has a husband for her somewhere. She has only to wait for him to appear. She may be right that God has a husband for her. I think she's wrong in saying she hasn't had the gift of single life. She has had it all her life. God may yet give her the gift of marriage, for many of His gifts may be given for only a part of a lifetime."

"I know of three Christians who had for a short time the gift of healing other people and then it was withdrawn. Why should He not give single life for most of a lifetime and then give marriage? Or may He not give marriage and then, sometimes early in life, widowhood?"

"Single life may be only a stage of a life's journey, but even stage is a gift."

Not that i want to be single all my life laaaaa. Hahahahaha. Only God and my closest friends know ((: hee, But i trust God for the best person for me, at the right time. While waiting and seeking, i shall enjoy my single years while preparing to be the best person in character for him, whoever he is.
HAHAHAHA.
oh dear. i don't know why i'm actually typing that here.

My Letter To A Certain Someone called Annonymous

27 May 2008
123 Zoo Zoo Lane
Singapore 987654
Tel: 1500-who-are-you

Re: Your Mysterious Identity

Dear Annonymous,
Incase you have forgotten, you have promised me to reveal your identity during/after my graduation day. My graduation day was on Thursday, May 22 2008, but you have yet to tell me who you are. So please tag my tagboard really soon. Please kindly get back to me. Your response (tag) would be greatly appreciated. Thank you for your cooperation.

Yours Sincerely,
Sheela.

The walk4bibles event yesterday was wonderful. Of course what made it more wonderful was all the beautiful friends who came. (: People whome i have grew up side by side with for years. Some of them ive known since we were toddlers! Haha. Others ive known and played with throughout my primary school years. And not forgeting the rest whome i have met and grew up spiritually with in the youth. (:
Church friends are for life.

Back to the walkathon. HAHA. i can't believe how much fun i had! Especially the part where we HWC + Jane, Timo and Sam were perfecting, or rather trying to perfect our jumpshots! So unglam, but classic moments.
And the tournament - HWC were pretty lazy so we decided to cheer our youth participating instead. Hey! Don't play play okay. Tho' we weren't really participating, we make a good cheer team alright! Just the four of us initially and we were so loud. (:
And i'm proud of our youth. Both our two teams bagged the 1st and 3rd prize respectively.
We need to make a Salem cheer! We are quite competitive, and yet still pleasant and nice.
Haha.

And it's official - Captain's ball is Salem's favourite game. From the adults to the youths, we have intense passion for that game!

bestfriend (:

my strong Deedee! The girls' "hero"!

the guys who went.

the girls who went.

HWC. (:

right after the walk.

some pictures of us trying to "perfect" our jumpshots. hahaha. so unglam laaaahh!

and us resting after all those many many jumps.

pictures courtesy of Dot and her cool camera. (:

Alvin gave the youtube link of this girl's cover of the song - Cry in my heart, on his blog.
Went to view it, and she gave me goosebumps. The song and her voice are both beautiful.
Yes, Alvin, i believe that this is a song of the season. At least, maybe for me. (:

China from tomorrow until Friday.
It's 4.20pm now and i have yet to pack my bag.
Looking forward to the trip, but NOT to the food. Heard that the food's not yummy. Oh no. I need yummy food.

some random things:
- Janan calls Mr. Bean "Sister Bean" and watermelon "waterlemon".
- Dad made soursop juice the other day so Raj took the jug out of the fridge to get himself some and Janan happened to come into the kitchen at the same time. We usually drink cold drinks secretly, making sure Jan doesn't know since he's not allowed to drink them.

J: "what's that?"
R: "for the plants outside"
J: "ohhhhhhhhhh"

Haha. I absolutely adore my brothers.
Anyway, KK Hospital has accepted me (:
I'll be starting work on the 9th of June.
I've only got a month of holidays left!
Raj has already been giving me a list of things he wants and he never stops!

"Akkkkaaaa... since you're gonna be wooorrrrkkkiinnngggg, can you buy for me _____ ?"
Before i reply him, he smiles and says, "Thank you Akka" while walking away.

Continuing my post on the Philippines trip. I know, it's a late post. it's been one mth already since i got back (:
I'll let the pictures do the talking, occasionally adding in some descriptions.

CAMP.

Day One.
The campsite

our extremely messy room:


candid shot of pearlyn:

auntie pegs with japhet.

teaching the teachers the dance steps we came up with:

the campers wash their own dishes:

little japhet:

baby brem-brem. (Mai's adopted son):

spending time with some of the youth/kids from Maliao:

Day Two.
breakfast. The food during the camp was masarap! (:

kids' ministry led by our team: aunt peggy, aunt jo, pearlyn and i, with dee's help (:
First session with the kids. Subsequent sessions were equally fabulous. You'd loved teaching them because their all so well-behaved and are an energetic bunch.

Unc Lam teaching some of the youth/musicians.

Aunt Esther with the adults

The married couples (Unc Bala's "class")


Uncle Steven took the youth. There are more youth than this. The Philippines church is strong with youths.

Pearlyn and I taught the teachers how to do the arts and crafts later on during the day.

Jane and Joy then brought us out to the "sari-sari" store outside of the campsite during our "free-time".

The many attempts to take a nice picture of the four of us.

Pictured above is the campsite taken from outside: That weird tall tree over there, that's our campsite's (Salem Sanctuary) monument/landmark .

Day Three.

This was the day we (Spore team) went out shopping and the jeepney broke down on the way. Pictures in an earlier post. Another highlight of the day was the Art and Craft with the kids! They loved making the flowers and the angels despite the power cut halfway through the session. Before the session started, we led the kids in dance but this time pulling in Manong Jong to help us and sabo-ing the teachers: Pearl and I made them stand at the front and lead the kids on their own. It was hilarious. Each teacher was doing his/her own actions, not coordinated at all. Haha. As a result the kids were in a mess too. But i had a good time laughing ((:

Day Four

And of course, the last day of camp meant lots and lots of pictures.

the "kids" team: Pearl, Me, Aunt Peggy and Aunt Jo.

Lastly, that's Dad wearing Pearl's shades for fun.

After the camp, i went on to my grandpa's house, staying in Philippines for another 3 days with the family. Aunt Pegs and Pearlyn flew back the next day whereas the rest of the team's flight was on the last day of camp itself. After camp they proceeded on to the airport. Family pictures, another time perhaps.