MatricCamp

This is so overdue, but whatevs.

MatricCamp2014. The whole grade was excited. We planned so much cute and awesome stuff!!!
Campfires, singing songs with guitars while braaing marshmallows.  Midnight hikes. Pranking friends. Staying up all night, watching the sunset the next day. Swimming. Our grade bonding!!!

Boy, were we wrong.

I'm going to be honest.
I won't say our Matric Camp was bad, but it wasn't entirely amazing and memorable. We tried to make the most of it. But it's much more complicated.

I could've posted this earlier because I can't even remember half of the stuff that happend. :/

Okay. So when we arrived at this place in the middle of nowhere, the boys had the best cabins!! It was spacious, it had a lounge, a couch, nice bathrooms.
The girls were divided into 3 groups. The first group had a cabin on top of the main hall. The 2nd group had one huge cabin opposite the boys cabin. And the leftover group, which my friends and I were in, recieved the leftover cabins. It was a faaaaarrrr walk from the main hall to our cabins, you can imagine how it is walking for breakfast in the morning or walking through the bushes at night. Seriously, we were in the bushes!!!

We might have not had 5 star cabins like the boys and other girls, but we had something that the rest of the matrics craved-FREEDOM.

We were so far away from the main hall and other teachers that no one could hear us. We had a teacher's cabin right next to ours but she was too drunk to notice how much nonsense we were catching on. (Let's hope no teacher at my school sees this). We had curfew 11p.m. but obviously, who sleeps on matric camp? Hahah. You'll be suprised.

Night number 1. Everyone was so depressed that camp wasn't exactly what they expected it to be. We never really slept at 11, not even the teacher next door to us, she was playing 30 seconds with a bunch of girls while sipping on her wine. One of my friends brought this terrifying mask with, and we couldn't stop scaring people awake with it. Hashtag fun. Seriously,  that was actually fun. A few of the boys came to our side, while our teacher was there (she didnt even notice) and when she went to take a nap, or when she passed out, a few of the boys turned out to be all of them!!! Our leftover, reject cabins were like the cool hangout place for the night. So I guess you can say my number on the popularity scale increased,  oh yeah. 

I went for an illegal night walk with my friend a few of the boys and we saw the most amazing thing ever: A FREAKIN LIVE ZEBRA!!!
Yes, I know, its just a zebra. I've always seen it on tv, like Madagascar for example, or like Life of PI and stuff like that. But I have never really seen one with my naked eyes, in flesh, like for real!!! I realised the zebras rome around our side of the camp all night. That moment I saw the zebra, it was indescribable.  I could write a whole descriptive essay about that one moment but that requires thinking, gross.
But yeah, basically my first night consisted of sneaking out, scaring people, and illegal descriptive night walks.

The 2nd (and last) night,  we actually went for an unillegal (if thats a word) night walk. It was the most unnessary thing I have ever done in my life. No zebras, just sand and grass. The facilitators and teachers were more strict with us this night because of all the things we did on night 1. So unfortunately,  for those other girls, they were stuck in their large-ish cabins, but for us, the night of pranking had just begun. The cool thing about the 2nd night, is that the whole grade went to the field at about 5 o clock the morning to watch the sunset realising after 2 hours that we were facing the wrong way. So much for geography. 

The bus ride home was my favourite part of the whole camp. Writing on people's faces while they were sleeping and they didn't even know until they got home.
That would be the one thing I wouldn't change about camp.

So Matric Camp wasn't that bad. It just could've been better. Maybe if the facilitators didn't treat us like we were in grade 2 it would be different. All our grade wanted to do was bond. All we wanted the most was to have a nice campfire singing camp songs or something. Is that too much to ask for?

Xox

Tharaaaaaaahhh

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