Crap! What's with this traffic jam? We're so gonna be late. I don't think I'm ready to start the camp doing push-ups. God knows how many push-ups I have to do for the whole duration of the camp? If I could, I would jump off this lorry so I can run towards the campsite. Unfortunately, I've to be at the back of this lorry to ensure the competitions don't topple over and ruin all our hard work.
Come to think of it, it is quite cool riding at the back of the lorry with the wind blowing in your face. That is if it is moving. Now that it is crawling like a snail, I'm choking from all the toxic fumes! Horns blaring from all sides isn't quite the symphony you look forward to so early in the morning.
It is just a few bends ahead. I hope we can make it in time. Even if we don't, I hope the EXCOs will show some leniency due to the unexpected traffic jam, however unlikely that may be. Man, this is really no way to start a camp. Get moving already, people! I've a camp to attend!!!