I spent the whole day in my room, watching youtube, not studying while Bryan and the rest of his team had a meeting outside.

Ate too much.

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I was looking at the pictures taken during Over The Top camp on the TM website.

And although I saw a lot funny and unglam pictures of people, of people having fun, doing crazy things and all, I was reminded of the feeling I had during camp, and I didn't like it at all. It was painful.

I remember one night while I was having worship practice for the next morning, when I saw the then J1s at a corner nearby, taking pictures, laughing, fooling around. I pretended I didn't see them cos I didn't want to miss out on the fun.

I remember being relieved before camp started, when I was told camp comm and the then J1s would share the same bunk. But I also remember being lost, and shocked when they moved out on the first night. There were other then J2s girls beside me, but I still felt like I was alone. Needless to say, I didn't that feeling either.

But now, it's just memories.

Memories I don't want anymore. I wish, forgotten.