Had to spend Monday night in Amoy Quee Camp (HQ NCC) for Camp FEAST. Take 6 men sleeping in a bunk -- what are the odds that one of them would be a snorer and torture everyone? Pretty high, it seems. Except that this wasn't just any normal, polite, purring kind of snoring. This kind actually jars your senses, and made me so disturbed that I spent most of the night in a half-asleep/ half-awake stupor. Imagine the sound that is made when you finish the remains of a packet drink using a straw? Amplify that 10 times, NOT a pretty sound.