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Monday, November 27, 2006
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FINALLY, kem kewartawanan! ah i loved it as much as i had to admit it cos that would make cg happy. unlike SOME camps i actually feel like i've learnt something from this one. i've totally like become inspired to be a journalist for bh!
i miss the good food [TEH TARIIIIIK], the freezing auditorium, the weird participants, even weirder fascis, the interviews, the tasks, the deadlines and of course, my good friend the kamus dwibahasa.
day 1!
dian couldnt make it, so guess who replaced her! kak farina!
so we were split into groups and our fascilitator was HADI. nope not mirza. more like amalina's brother haahha. first we had scavenger hunt as an icebreaker, which was super pointless because at the end of the day i still didnt know anyone's names. right. hmm nothing much happened on the first day i think, just presentations on what journalism was all about and ways to interview people, esp those who've lost their loved ones. so then we had a practice session. the scenario was this guy passed away in a motorcycle accident. and hadi was the "father" so we were supposed to "interview" him.
wartawan: pernah tak encik menghalang anak encik dari mengambil lesen motosikal?
hadi: tu lah, pakcik memang tak suka dia naik motor. dari dulu pakcik dah cakap, mat-mat moto ni semua mampos siang punya. tengok la apa dah jadi sekarang! hello your son just died? haha. and then we were supposed to write an article on that imaginary accident.
maryam: ok let's do this.
fads: ok, blablablablabla kakfarina: yea! then you can say blablablablabla ani: and end with blablablablabla maryam: ok great! we have our article....IN ENGLISH. fads: oh no how to translate?! maryam: maybe if we SPEAK in malay we'll THINK in malay too! kakfarina: ok let's try! kita.... -silence-
and that's about as far as we went. we were the most english-speaking group la, to the extent that the other groups plus the journalists felt the need to speak to us in english too though they usually speak malay. oops. ohyes, on the first day also, kakfarina came up with this theory about how norman and hadi look good together, thus this attempt at taking a picture of them together. 
hadi's on the left, norman on the right. and that's about it for day one? day 2! much much funner! the day before they mentioned that a band flown in from america was coming so we were like, excited. but before that they taught us about photography and showed us some very disturbing photos. think aborted foetuses and suicide victims. and then task time! this time an article about the epson bus, with photos. i'm too lazy to explain what it is and what it does.
yes yes, we're loser like that.
and because some time ago nurul was making a big fuss about buses not having seatbelts and that they should and yada yada yada,
show some love man, we're willing to look retarded for your sake!
ok, fast forward to the part where the american band arrives.
HELLO M-PACT.
they sang like 3 songs for us. [: and i know you didnt go for their concert even though I TOLD YOU TO. it was AWEEEEESOMEEEEE. it was great to watch something a capella instead of those typical performances by local artistes [read SI finalists] heh. britt's [bottom row, 2nd from right] voice is the sex ok. and jeff [right of britt] omg he's the best drummer ever. and he doesnt even use drums! marco of course is damn hot and is the best trumpeteer ever! of course, without using trumpets.
oh yes, so we had a mini press conference thing, which pissed me off a little because people kept asking questions which were already answered in the damn press release. and some asked very ungrammatical questions so it was hard for m-pact to understand them. seriously i have nothing against you if your english isnt fluent or whatever but the least you could do is think of what you want to say before you stand at the mic and stutter and embarrass yourself. after that they allowed us to take pictures with m-pact. [: i only took with marco cos he's the hottest and i'm shallow like that. ): shut up, i regret it now ok. anw this is where i realise that a lot of people at the camp came from Planet Zero Situational Awareness. maryam: marco! can i take a... OOMPH. -gets shoved away. [mutters under breath] bitch. random girl: MARCO omg can i take a picture with you! -turns to me- can you help me take? maryam: erm, okay... random girl: oh and dont shake ok. maryam: okay. [mutters under breath] bitch. you dont shove a pmsy girl away from a hot guy ok. and that was more or less day two. day 3! how exciting, we got to meet colby! he's super funny omg. we had a "press conference" thing again. because i like to think of nonsense questions, and because i dont have the courage to ask them myself... fads: if you were an inanimate object, what would you be and why? colby: an inaniWHAT? fads: erm, inanimate...? colby: i dont even know what the heck that means! finally he answered rock. because a rock can exist forever? says the man with a degree in biology. fads: on a scale of 1 to 10... colby: TEN. fads: ???? erm, okay...? colby: okok, what's the question? fads: on a scale of 1 to 10, rate how hot you think you are. colby: OH NO not ten!
colby: 3 things i would bring on an island? erm, a hatchet, some sort of flame and... a chapstick.
kak suryani: why a chapstick?
colby: -like a total bimbo- because my lips get chapped. hellooo?
TOO CUTE RIGHT. so of course after that we had to write an article on him. plus figure out how to fit that, with the epson bus article and the m-pact article all on the same page. alamak stress man. ten minutes before the deadline we havent finished pasting the articles, our photos had no captions and one of the articles didnt have a headline. haha.
the masterpiece in the making. [: so rush here rush there, panic here panic there and woo we were done! when we submitted it, i took a step back and compared it to everyone else's. and concluded that our page looked damn cacat. but nvm it's over!
while waiting for the verdict by the judges, the journalists kept us occupied with their life stories [actually only hadi la hahah] and weird quizzes. if you answer a question correctly you get a hady [yes mirza] poster hahha. i was waiting for them to ask something i would know, like what is the name of the muis president, but the closest thing they asked was what is the name of m'sia's president. how am i supposed to know?
then results! first shocker: best editor. we just looked at each other and burst out laughing hahaha. ani was like in shock cos she's like editor la. so she got this letter which said that she won a CX-4811 or sth like that. we were like OMG she won a camera that's so unfairrrrr. second shocker: SECOND PLACE. we just laughed harder man! so we went to receive this big box which we assumed contained a printer cos that's what they said winners would get. after that we were like wth are we gonna do with a printer. who's gonna lug it home, who's gonna bring it back to school [it's supposed to be donated to the school]. and so we did the only thing we could think of. ask people around us if they wanted to buy the damn printer from us hahahha. of course everyone just ignored us. we were like ohno-ing when i finally said i wanted to at least look at the printer first. lo and behold, the damn box didnt contain a printer! there was a whole bunch of stuff like notebooks and cds and stuff. hahahha paisey. AND the "camera" that ani won wasnt a camera at all. THAT was the printer ahhhaha. i swear, we're so dumb.
 with the deceiving box. notice what's written on the box. ooh dangerous.
after that we were just basking in our stupidity and making a fool of ourselves. and we took more pictures!
with hadi. [: and for kakfarina's sake.
us: hadi can we take a picture of you with norman? hadi: only the two of us? us: erm, yup? hadi: -looks suspicious- whyyyy? us: nothing, for fun! hadi: ookay... dont put up on gay websites ok! -
hadi: eh dorang nak amek gambar kiter. norman: two people only? hadi: yea. they want to put up on gay websites. normam: oh. okay cool. -puts arm around hadi and grins-
ah so yes that was kem kewartawanan. i so want to go again. or do wep there or something. anw ignore the angsty parts of this entry, it's the pms.
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Monday, November 27, 2006
{ 5:33 AM on '' }
FINALLY, kem kewartawanan! ah i loved it as much as i had to admit it cos that would make cg happy. unlike SOME camps i actually feel like i've learnt something from this one. i've totally like become inspired to be a journalist for bh!
i miss the good food [TEH TARIIIIIK], the freezing auditorium, the weird participants, even weirder fascis, the interviews, the tasks, the deadlines and of course, my good friend the kamus dwibahasa.
day 1!
dian couldnt make it, so guess who replaced her! kak farina!
so we were split into groups and our fascilitator was HADI. nope not mirza. more like amalina's brother haahha. first we had scavenger hunt as an icebreaker, which was super pointless because at the end of the day i still didnt know anyone's names. right. hmm nothing much happened on the first day i think, just presentations on what journalism was all about and ways to interview people, esp those who've lost their loved ones. so then we had a practice session. the scenario was this guy passed away in a motorcycle accident. and hadi was the "father" so we were supposed to "interview" him.
wartawan: pernah tak encik menghalang anak encik dari mengambil lesen motosikal?
hadi: tu lah, pakcik memang tak suka dia naik motor. dari dulu pakcik dah cakap, mat-mat moto ni semua mampos siang punya. tengok la apa dah jadi sekarang! hello your son just died? haha. and then we were supposed to write an article on that imaginary accident.
maryam: ok let's do this.
fads: ok, blablablablabla kakfarina: yea! then you can say blablablablabla ani: and end with blablablablabla maryam: ok great! we have our article....IN ENGLISH. fads: oh no how to translate?! maryam: maybe if we SPEAK in malay we'll THINK in malay too! kakfarina: ok let's try! kita.... -silence-
and that's about as far as we went. we were the most english-speaking group la, to the extent that the other groups plus the journalists felt the need to speak to us in english too though they usually speak malay. oops. ohyes, on the first day also, kakfarina came up with this theory about how norman and hadi look good together, thus this attempt at taking a picture of them together.
hadi's on the left, norman on the right. and that's about it for day one? day 2! much much funner! the day before they mentioned that a band flown in from america was coming so we were like, excited. but before that they taught us about photography and showed us some very disturbing photos. think aborted foetuses and suicide victims. and then task time! this time an article about the epson bus, with photos. i'm too lazy to explain what it is and what it does.
yes yes, we're loser like that.
and because some time ago nurul was making a big fuss about buses not having seatbelts and that they should and yada yada yada,
show some love man, we're willing to look retarded for your sake!
ok, fast forward to the part where the american band arrives.
HELLO M-PACT.
they sang like 3 songs for us. [: and i know you didnt go for their concert even though I TOLD YOU TO. it was AWEEEEESOMEEEEE. it was great to watch something a capella instead of those typical performances by local artistes [read SI finalists] heh. britt's [bottom row, 2nd from right] voice is the sex ok. and jeff [right of britt] omg he's the best drummer ever. and he doesnt even use drums! marco of course is damn hot and is the best trumpeteer ever! of course, without using trumpets.
oh yes, so we had a mini press conference thing, which pissed me off a little because people kept asking questions which were already answered in the damn press release. and some asked very ungrammatical questions so it was hard for m-pact to understand them. seriously i have nothing against you if your english isnt fluent or whatever but the least you could do is think of what you want to say before you stand at the mic and stutter and embarrass yourself. after that they allowed us to take pictures with m-pact. [: i only took with marco cos he's the hottest and i'm shallow like that. ): shut up, i regret it now ok. anw this is where i realise that a lot of people at the camp came from Planet Zero Situational Awareness. maryam: marco! can i take a... OOMPH. -gets shoved away. [mutters under breath] bitch. random girl: MARCO omg can i take a picture with you! -turns to me- can you help me take? maryam: erm, okay... random girl: oh and dont shake ok. maryam: okay. [mutters under breath] bitch. you dont shove a pmsy girl away from a hot guy ok. and that was more or less day two. day 3! how exciting, we got to meet colby! he's super funny omg. we had a "press conference" thing again. because i like to think of nonsense questions, and because i dont have the courage to ask them myself... fads: if you were an inanimate object, what would you be and why? colby: an inaniWHAT? fads: erm, inanimate...? colby: i dont even know what the heck that means! finally he answered rock. because a rock can exist forever? says the man with a degree in biology. fads: on a scale of 1 to 10... colby: TEN. fads: ???? erm, okay...? colby: okok, what's the question? fads: on a scale of 1 to 10, rate how hot you think you are. colby: OH NO not ten!
colby: 3 things i would bring on an island? erm, a hatchet, some sort of flame and... a chapstick.
kak suryani: why a chapstick?
colby: -like a total bimbo- because my lips get chapped. hellooo?
TOO CUTE RIGHT. so of course after that we had to write an article on him. plus figure out how to fit that, with the epson bus article and the m-pact article all on the same page. alamak stress man. ten minutes before the deadline we havent finished pasting the articles, our photos had no captions and one of the articles didnt have a headline. haha.
the masterpiece in the making. [: so rush here rush there, panic here panic there and woo we were done! when we submitted it, i took a step back and compared it to everyone else's. and concluded that our page looked damn cacat. but nvm it's over!
while waiting for the verdict by the judges, the journalists kept us occupied with their life stories [actually only hadi la hahah] and weird quizzes. if you answer a question correctly you get a hady [yes mirza] poster hahha. i was waiting for them to ask something i would know, like what is the name of the muis president, but the closest thing they asked was what is the name of m'sia's president. how am i supposed to know?
then results! first shocker: best editor. we just looked at each other and burst out laughing hahaha. ani was like in shock cos she's like editor la. so she got this letter which said that she won a CX-4811 or sth like that. we were like OMG she won a camera that's so unfairrrrr. second shocker: SECOND PLACE. we just laughed harder man! so we went to receive this big box which we assumed contained a printer cos that's what they said winners would get. after that we were like wth are we gonna do with a printer. who's gonna lug it home, who's gonna bring it back to school [it's supposed to be donated to the school]. and so we did the only thing we could think of. ask people around us if they wanted to buy the damn printer from us hahahha. of course everyone just ignored us. we were like ohno-ing when i finally said i wanted to at least look at the printer first. lo and behold, the damn box didnt contain a printer! there was a whole bunch of stuff like notebooks and cds and stuff. hahahha paisey. AND the "camera" that ani won wasnt a camera at all. THAT was the printer ahhhaha. i swear, we're so dumb.
with the deceiving box. notice what's written on the box. ooh dangerous. after that we were just basking in our stupidity and making a fool of ourselves. and we took more pictures!
with hadi. [: and for kakfarina's sake.
us: hadi can we take a picture of you with norman? hadi: only the two of us? us: erm, yup? hadi: -looks suspicious- whyyyy? us: nothing, for fun! hadi: ookay... dont put up on gay websites ok! -
hadi: eh dorang nak amek gambar kiter. norman: two people only? hadi: yea. they want to put up on gay websites. normam: oh. okay cool. -puts arm around hadi and grins-
ah so yes that was kem kewartawanan. i so want to go again. or do wep there or something. anw ignore the angsty parts of this entry, it's the pms.
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