(Re-Post) 2nd post: SFA (Sports first aid) Camp

Hey guys, it's Lorry again with my 2nd post on livejournal (oh gawd, again?). Thanks to those who read my last post (which was about 3 people, which is quite sad). So now with the great success of last post, I have been motivated to write yet another...a month later, haha.

Now, with the intro out of the way, let's continue to the selfish and unorganized ramblings.

SFA (is) camp(e.g. GAY)

Haha, the titles funny cause it has a pun in it! Not really.

Well, to give everyone a heads up, I went on sports first aid camp around 3 weeks ago. And I'll tell you what, it was an experience alright.

Yet again, we would be travelling down the freeway, past all these 'whoop whoop' suburbs (Research? I didn't know it existed) to the ever popular Scotch site on Cowes. It's a beautiful, yet suprisingly primitive, place, great for relaxation.

You must be asking, is there any real point to this? 60 or so burly and strapping young men cramming themselves into 12 tents? Sounds hot, but anyway.

Lemme give you a rundown of what I do every thursday afternoon (pity me? sigh....). As a yr 11 SFA'er, I teach a group of yr 9's. Woah, you must be saying, that would suck right? The buggers run up the walls, set fire to the tables, eat each other, etc. Well, to tell you the truth, it was actually really fun. My mate Zach (we'll call him z dizzle) and I had a great group of boys (the rejects went into the other groups, funny,lololol).

These 5 yr 9's combine with 5 yr 10's and 2 yr 11's to form a squad. We're squad 4! yay!

Theoretically, we go to camp to test how well yr 11's have taught the yr 9's. However, as you guys know with most "special focus" camps, this never ends up to be the case.

Here is an extract from a typical convo between yr 9 and yr 12's.

Yr9: What does (insert sport activity)-> Glow stick hunt (I'll get to it later) have anything to do with taping people up and stuff?

Yr12:Um...(Tries to look for a reason) just shut up and enjoy it.

Right,

So the timetable ended up looking something like this (since I ceebs commenting on everything). Actually, I can't be bothered making a table.

Thurs went like this:

Digging in the sand for a bag of lollies at the beach- Jibbed cause there were no lollies in our section and we dug literally a 1 metre into the sand (???!!!)

Module (assesment)- Awesome our boys owned it. Good work

Beach cricket- Ha, it was about 14 runs to 6, so yeah, we owned in that too.

Module- Epic fail. 11/20. We taught them it.

Duster Hockey- (e.g. the improving man's hockey. Tables flipped to form a arena. Rolled up newspapers used to push puck into goals at end of arena) -1 points for losing to yr 12's with actual hockey sticks (!!!).

Module- Not bad.

Dins- Hmmm, greasy chicken parma? Not really.....

Trivia night- A slaughter.

Fri:

Half the day was similar to thurs, but in the afternoon we got to go bowling and outdoor laser forcing. Well, laugh all you want, but in bowling I got 69 points. Yes, quite a shocker. Then we went laser forcing. It was fun, we got dressed up in army fatigues and got heavy weapons to shoot at people. Downside was, the place was full of crap. Seriously, like everywhere.

At night we went out to town, bought some heart clogging, diabetes inducing foods and returned back for the glow stick hunt.

You and a friend were tied up at the wrist via tape and had to run around in the dark picking up glowsticks. Seems boring hey? The interesting part is who lurks in the dark. Yr12's sussly hide in the shadows and pounce you with water guns, so you better run or you'll be drenched.

My legs killed after that night.

Also, we had a nice representation of a public execution. The yr 12's got 2 rebels (who were not conforming to their desires) and made them kneel down and take 10 seconds of concentrated water fire. Actually quite funny, for us anyway.

Sat

Pack up and long, tiring bus journey home (obviously arriving home later than specified time).

Well boys and girls, that was my camp. I hope you've enjoyed it as much as I did. I'm looking forward to running the camp next year in '10!

I'd like to end with one of my fav quotes from blade runner:

"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion.
I've watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.
All those ... moments will be lost in time, like tears...in rain. Time to die. " - Roy Batty

Guys, this quote is a clear indication to us that we must never forget anything in our lives. We must never let our friends, family, dreams or goals be lost "like tears in the rain".

We must soldier on, however tough life maybe, because life wasn't mean to be easy. Eventually you wont be supported by your parents and will be thrust into the world to take care of your own families.

To quote a sickening cliche, "when the going gets tough, the tough gets going". I know you guys, you're all tough and you'll all be alright in the future.

Lorry

First Post- Attitude towards 2009 (repost)

Hey guys, it's Lorry here with my very first post on blogger. Thanks for checking it out and deciding to read what could be the typical selfish rambling of one's experiences in the game of life.

This journal was essentially formed to express my experiences of major events to everyone (if anyone reads this that is), which helps me relax and keep it real.

You must be bored, so let's get started shall we?

To start off with, the main topic of the day, school of 2009. Man, compared to the holidays it was really bad. I mean really bad.

You have to wake up early, dress up in uncomfortable but respectable apparel, brave the scorching heat, learn about mass spectrometers and other massively interesting things and come home late, only to be faced with a truck which kindly backs up and tilts its 200 tonne load of homework onto you. Sounds great hey?

Well, that's a cynical view. The good side is however, equally enticing. You get to see your mates, learn new things and become less ignorant of your surroundings, take a step closer to your future and pave a bright future and yada yada yada (insert more cliched optimistic beliefs here).

Perhaps one of the most powerful drives for enduring is simply because you're not alone. You've got mates who are going through the same situation with you. They're also fighting this tough battle, also combating the stinker heat, you're all doing it together (that is if they bother turning up to school).

Your mates are there for you, so never give up hope and be demotivated by the stress. You can count on your mates to back you up whenever you need it. Besides, whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger right?

Well, 2009 will be a key point in my life. It is the time of VCE, where I will pave the path for my future. Everything I do now can effect the outcome of my future, be it positive or negative. This is rather distressing, cause you can't really bomb out or bluge out in any subject, cause it all counts. My parents aren't making it any easier either >_>.

Oh well, I suppose that's life. It's never easy. That being said, I shall leave you now so you can continue with your bright and cheery lives. I hope you've taken a little bit of insight out of this little discussion, and hope it has entertained/inspired/humored/stupefied/a

ggravated/affected you in some way. If it didn't, it would be a waste of my time and yours hey?

Anyway, till next time, keep it real, keep it fresh, keep it stylish.

The stylings of

Lorry.