Pre-U Getaway

Pre-U getaways have always been fun and ever since it started about 6 years back, I never failed to enjoy every one of them. This one in particular was the most tiring one I have been to, well due to the fact that I am severely overweight and I can't really play basketball and futsal with energetic youths because I lack stamina! What made it fun was that I could still kick some ass, literally because of my size and clumsiness I did manage to accidentally swing my leg in such a reckless manner.

Being the “hardworking” guy I am (notice the quotes), I had to drive down to Port Dickson on Friday night, enduring the heavy traffic and trying to reach there in one piece, the drive really wore me out. Of course the usual busy day at the office took all of my energy away (I guess eating a heavy lunch at the Marriot didn’t help one bit). Before I could even try to meet some of the new guys at the Pre-U getaway, I was knocked out on the bed.

The next day (Saturday) was good as the morning started out fine with eggs and sausages for breakfast. After that I had to play the guitar for the morning session which made my fingers totally raw thanks to the strings being extremely high from the fret-board and my own lack of super hard skin. Sharing continued on after the first session on Friday night and lunch came pretty quickly. A quick meal with some fried fish and veggie, I felt a little hungry even after lunch. Trying to allow my poor fingers to get a break from the ever torturing strings of a Kawasaki guitar, I made myself to endure more pain for the afternoon session.

Plans were made that there would be some beach-side games happening at 3.00pm which was perfect as it allowed me to go out and grab a quick bite at the local mamak as well as buy a birthday cake for one of the happy camper whose birthday was around the corner and also withdraw some money from the ATM to pay for camp! I managed to share a plate of rojak with Grace and Andrew where the three of us had a good chat on old times.

Back at the camp site with a full stomach and roaring to start playing some sports, I quickly took the first opportunity to play some futsal which I later found out that I am totally lousy at ( a which I clearly denied although I was outpaced and out skilled by everyone else ). The good thing was that I managed to work up a good sweat. Of course there was a statement which Lemuel did say to me after I showed him a thing or two about basketball. “Mark, how you could lie to me and said that you were fat!?!?!” he shouted at me after I took a three pointer shot.

Sunday came and Sunday ended pretty fast with everyone having had a chance to share their thoughts and lives. The drive back was going to be a weary one since everyone slept late on Saturday night. By the time I got home, I went straight to my room and fell asleep. The weekend was a terribly tiring one I might add but I am very grateful for the public holiday on Tuesday.