At the Science Camp

I'm presently at an Internet cafe found at a really small town called Maasin. It's a small town that it doesn't really have a real market. This Internet cafe is quite cozy, and the computer is fully functional and the Internet is fast. What more could I ask for an Internet cafe?

Anyways

I am a participant at the Regional YES-O Camp, and this camp - so far- sucks!

I mean, they ostensibly lament that they supply all the water to the Iloilo City (which I think is not something to be proud of) but actually, there is a shortage of water in this very small school. Last night when I was about to bathe myself, no water was dripping out of the faucets of the extremely disgusting girls CR. And what we did, as a last resort, is to fetch water from a very far water pump, and if those two kind guys haven't helped us, my hand could have been ripped from carrying the pail.

We don't have a reasonable room for 50 students. We are like sardines packed into a tiny room. Our bags were the only things that that room could accommodate.

We don't have a place to cook our food. We don't have a sink, or a place to change our clothes. We sleep in the stage.

Also, I haven't attended any sessions particular this camp. I mean, whenever I come there, it's either, the session is not yet starting or the facilitators are missing in action. Then I will get bored of waiting, and then , I would just decide to roam around, and go back to the tiny room at the back of the stage.

I joined the essay writing contest, and thank God it did happen. I mean, I've waited for the contest to start at about 8 and guess when it started, 10:30 and before that, I have suffered the languish of boredom, drooping eyelids, ever repeating calling of names, absence of teacher facilitators due to an emergency meeting, carrying tablet chairs for my rivals to sit upon (What the Heck), technical errors committed by some stupid teachers from other schools, and a lot of not-so worthy to be published stuffs. I have no vigor and enthusiasm to join any session or contests anymore. Like all hope is lost. I need to go back home to take a bath. I think I stink.

This camp is I think, the most succulent camp I've ever been into. I mean the reverse of the word succulent. Or in other words, the first syllable of it. That's it. Where the heck, is Jake and Rey? Em-em? Where'd they go?

Gotta finish some downloading stuffs, I'll got back to dashboard whenever I could.