These are my 5 minutes thoughts about our YAF Retreat. Initially, to be honest I wasn't really looking forward to the YA Camp as I will be leaving my little Zoe for 2 nights and I dislike the idea of being the Dinosaur (age wise) surrounded by twentysomethings. Then I remembered I wasn't the only pre-historic mammal still living and breathing.
That said, after the YAF Retreat, I discovered that there are a few 20somethings who are actually Dinosaurs. I shall not reveal any names for fear that Little John will feel I am talking about him.
I also discovered that I was not the only Dinosaur that snores. Hallelujah! I recorded their snores as proof.
As the Dinosaur in the retreat, I was expected to dish out as much advice about relationship as Dr M dishes out contracts to his cronies in his 22 year tenure. I do hope none of you hang me to dry like what Dr M is feeling now if my advice doesn't work. Remember, though I am a Dinosaur I am not a dictator like Dr M.
I guess I enjoyed all the sweet romantic stories from my wedded comrades and our head honchos teaching. I also enjoyed every bit of the moment uploading their stories and your funny antics onto my Moblog here. Your amused faces in awe of the wonders of my Samsung i-450 mobilephone was simply priceless.
But seriously, I enjoyed getting to know all of you folks (YAF) especially the guys in my Barn.