I want to Break Free..

I to break free
I want to break free from this miiserry
God knows, God knows I want to break free..

When I walk out that door
Oh how I want to be free, baby
Oh how I want to break free,
Oh how I want to break free

So. This song's been stuck in my head for a few days now. And finally, it has become reality. IM FREE!
So, an update. The kids finally left camp on Thursday 9 Aug, which to me, was an event alot more significant than Singapore's National Day. The party in my head was waay bigger than that at Marina Bay. Trust me. And of course the celebration coincided with Sheryl Day! Sheryl Loh's and my day! So with that in mind, I went out of my way, lied to the bosses that I had to make an urgent phonecall to confirm my courses for school to sneak to the phone to call Sheryl and guess what! She forgot! Nice sheryl. nice. But it was nice talking to her anyway :)

So word got out that there was a 90% chance that we would get out of there by Friday Aug 10 after we worked our butts off cleaning the bunks and moving all of the kids' luggage on the lorries the day before. So everyone shipped their pillow, blankets and even their toothbrushes home only to be informed "Sorry, you cant go until Sat Aug 11." What's new right. They should change their name to Bullshit Camp.

So the morning of Aug 11, they made us wait 2 bloody hrs in the office to get our money. (Nothing surprises me anymore) So as soon as we got our cash, Nicola and I got on the van with our friend Ed (camp driver, also one of the counselor's dad) and sped to the bus station for the 1pm bus to NYC. Ed's awesome. He bought us bagels before dropping us off. 2 hrs later, we're at NYC.

With no accomodation planned, we called several places and had to settle for a slightly expensive for our budget but close by hotel. I swear my back is going to break from carrying all the bags. I knew I shouldnt have bought so much at the factory outlet.

So we spent the day with 'NYC for Dummies' book in hand and we explored the city on foot. It got darker and just as we were at Central Park, about to head back, an old man sitting on a bench called out to us. "Do you need some help?" I turned to Nicola and she had that unsure skeptical look on her face. Then he said, "I saw you with the book and I thought you might like some directions." See I have sixth sense about these things and it told me that this guy was alright. I mean, just dont tell him where you're staying..what's the worst that can happen right? So we went to talk to him and he gave us some pretty good tips about free performances in the area. And then we covered the where we were from and what we're doing here questions and just as he was asking the where we're staying and what are we gonna do qns, I asked him the what are you doing here sitting in the park alone in the dark question. Haha..to that, the first words of his reply were "good question." So we took his advice and we walked to Lincon Centre a few blocks away and true enough! there was and outdoor theatre showing Hawaiian dancing with hundreds of people in the audience. It was awesome! And we found out there were free performances everyday! Just like he said! So that's definitely gonna be my new hangout. See mommy, the "dont talk to strangers" advice...not always true...

Im just glad to be out of that hellhole. The grass already seems greener, the trees taller, the sun brighter. Tho I'd really miss some of the friends I made there. Kelly Sue, Jamal, Ed, Nicola, Amar and several others.. Nicola and I made a pact to go to Seyshells to visit Jamal (tennis) and go island hopping and diving in the near future. Im excited. This is what it was supposed to be. The real journey starts here..