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Title: Day 2
Date posted: Wednesday, April 15, 2009;
Time started: 9:39 PM
Posted by: TIM!


The day begins as usual, with Danny. Danny elaborated more on Super Memory. Your memory is what you relate your experiences with together with new things. For example, you relate a volcano with a guitar by sketching the picture in your mind, a guitar shaped volcano. Easily you can remember several things at a time, efficiently.

Next came the most heartlanding session of my life. Candice, our trainer began relating to us about her life. Ups and downs, living in poverty, her life was simply miserable. Some had already started crying. How arrogant she was, how unfillial she was. Continuing, something stimulated her emotions even more. Wen Hao sleeping. She reprimanded us passionately, because she cares. Soon after, she continues with an activity, whereby close to 90% of the people in the theatrette cried, even the guys - I'm serious. We realised how much our parents meant to us. We were then told to relate to the most unhappy experience in your life, the incident that critically affects you. She brought us through our hearts, together with our minds illuminated by our parents and our fighting spirit. Our fighting spirit is something which we lost in the midst of growing up. Remember the bright eyes when you were in Primary 1? Remember how much you would want to hold your parents hands and go shopping? However take a good look at now. You want to look cool. Now you want to go out with your friends. Now you reluctantly take a picture with your family, and willingly take pictures with your friends. The point is that you do not know that most parents actually keep their children's photographs in their small wallet, or a family photo. The truth remains that most of the time, the picture of you is actually when you were young. That is the closest that they could get to us. Imagine one day that you would lose your parents. Everything would go wrong, you would only have two choices. 1) Give up your own life or 2) Choose to lead an even better life. My lord, this experience simply will change you. That is, if you want to feel it rather than refusing the activity. Everyone was sobbing very loudly, I myself was one of them. Some did not cry, probably they were doing so in their hearts, putting up a strong front. I really take my hats off to Candice. Kudos to her!

After dinner, Andrea took over Candice. I think she was too trying her very best to do her job, putting up a strong front infront of us. Andrea was actually right behind us whilst we were crying. Reminiscencing the past is an incredible experience. Andrea hyped us up and started helping us on speed reading. It is an amazing process whereby you improve almost every single time you attempt! Time flew and the day ended. 12 hours felt like a breeze for me. Shan't elaborate any further, pretty much traumatised by today's crying.