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Just came back from prefect camp which was a really great experience. Personally, I find it a lot harder to compare to the other camps because it was a completely different kind of camp than the others. There was a fair bit of work on leadership and brainstorming about what we'd do as prefects, so it wasn't as activity-intensive as I thought it would be like Yr 9/10 camp, but the discussions on leadership in my opinion were alright. I'll admit that I may have had a yawn every now and then, but honestly it was an interesting seminar to have during the camp. The food was REALLY good. I think the fact that the kitchen was catering to 35-odd people rather than over 150 would have played a huge factor in the food quality.

The last two days we had leadership meetings basically discussing and doing activities on how to be an effective leader; all the activities occurred in the afternoon. The first day was different though since we arrived at around 10-10:30. The whole day was really centred around getting used to working together and being with each other, so the activities basically consisted of Icebreakers and Initiatives. I HATE helium sticks. Spiderwebs are alright though.

That night we had a prefect brainstorm on school issues; probably one of the most inspiring times I've experienced, and definitely from a place I didn't expect. I never really thought until then that you could become so passionate about something. To paraphrase, we want to bring back school spirit and the Hurlstone Family. That night my cabin (Rutherford, Kelvin and Zul) all went to sleep pretty early by comparison, but I couldn't get to sleep until 12:45. There was no real reason for it since I had coffee in the midday, which should have been fine...hmmm....

Next day was more leadership in the morning, lunch, and then canoeing, raft building and archery. Triangles work in rafting. Some people cheat by batting away cannonballs when they're not meant to. Oh, and look out for Charlie's Angels with bows.

That night we had the Prefect Head elections; everyone running had to give a speech. I'm not gonna recount the speeches; too many to recall. A lot were quite emotional; I cried behind a tree afterward considering the day it was and the speeches. I'll treasure that night forever. My biggest thanks to all of you who were there for me and gave your support. Also, I didn't know about your situation [bread]. It was really good to talk with you that night; thank you for entrusting that part of yourself to me. Oh, and to [bread] and [cup], a very big thanks for all that you did for me today...it means a lot to know that you went out of your way to help me. For [flowers] and [surprise], thank you as well for being so supportive. To [flame], thanks for holding on that night.

Today we had some more leadership discussion before a few initiative-style activities and lunch. We left afterward (obviously), arriving at school a little earlier than expected and Cried our lungs out, though I don't think it was advisable at that time. Just to add, there were too many good memories of the games room to mention, so maybe you might add some [pong]? But then again I don't think you read this...

Going onto another subject really quickly because I need to eat dinner...

This post is labelled '//end.' because I'm going to stop blogging at least until then end of Year 12 and HSC. I don't really have the time for this anymore, but I figured that I should leave a definitive 'final' post. I might pick this up in again a year or two, but I can't say. Thanks to everyone who have followed, commented, read or stalked because they really had nothing better to do. You guys were the reason that I actually kept posting after the first few months; it was nice to know that there were others interested in my life (or have no lives). In the beginning, I started this so that I could have a documentation of my life in high school, but I've found that life is too dense and too complicated to try and describe in 30 minutes of sudden-blog-inspiration. After about a year this began to talk about feelings and my angsty-self. Again, thank you for reading; I really do appreciate it *beats heart with fist in a manly way that men do*.

So, for a year at the very least, I bid you all adieu.