I remember last year during the kayak trip back to OBS from Pangkor was really a life ending experience. I never thought i would ever capsize because I am a steady girl of course. It wasn’t my fault, the sea was too Too choppy, like can eat and swallow anyone on it’s surface.

When i capsized i lost my mosquito repellent which was brand new and had the brand called mossi guard. It was floating on the sea when Rameash came to the rescue (I felt sad because i felt stupid carrying it while kayaking. I mean there won’t be mosquitoes there on the sea. And if i didn’t bring it, it will still be with me until now).

Anyway Rameash was like a hero to me at that time, because i thought sooner or later Foong and me will crash into the rocks about 30 meters away from us, BUT we were saved at last!! Next, Foong and me fought the sea again but i was still frightened. I though we would never make it back to my bed in the dorm.

Then it was rafting time. Ben dear hold his paddle up and wave it like mad. When we rafted, the boy who puked the day before had parked his kayak just beside me. He was complaining. He said " WHY ARE WE ALL RAFTING? CAN’T WE JUST MOVE?!?! I FEEL SICK LAH!!" I pitied him, so i said " TRY LOOKING FURTHER AND BREATHE IN… AND OUT.. "  and guess what, he was so pissed off when i talked to him. He gave me this look like " Hey I wasn’t talking to you ".. I was just trying to help. And i didn’t want him to vomit in my kayak again because he definitely won’t vomit in his own kayak.