transitioning

The cca course ended a couple of days ago, and i must say, i'm surprised with how much i miss it (actually i only miss it a bit, but that bit is way more than i thought i would). Particularly, the four days and three nights at the camp were in fact quite enjoyable, and i did rather take to a lot of the activities that we had to do while we were there (well, at least most of them, i still care little, if at all, for sleeping in self-pitched tents - i.e. not those of the throw-on-the-ground-and-they-immediately-take-shape variety that you see by the dozens on any given weekend at ecp). After having a rather successful, if pain-causing go at various high rope elements (dragging your whole body across ten or so metres of rope suspended high up in the air does not spell much fun for the, ahem, how shall i put it, lower torso area) among other things, i must say that now i finally am beginning to understand why some students might actually want to join a uniformed group in the first place. Got to meet many others of a similar predicament (or shall i be the uber-optimist and instead label it a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?) as me which was quite cool as well..

But that's come to rather an abrupt end and it's since been back to school. Actually, there's just one more day of the official school term left, and then i'm more or less done until the latter half of december (do i hear a woohoo?). My first day back at school today though has given me news that next year may be more tiring (or in optimist speak, constructively challenging) than i had originally thought that it might be. But well, the serial avoider in me shall conveniently overlook that for now, at least until i come back. And in the meantime, there's still an alarming amount of planning and prep that i should be doing before i fly on Tues morn, so excuse me while i (try to) get my act together...