It was horrible. I promised my friends I would write a blog post complaining providing helpful feedback about it. Here it is. It all started very simply, on the seventh of July, at a stadium in Clementi. "Huh?" you say. "A maths competition taking part in a stadium?" You pause, then exclaim, "Oh! They're doing some practical experiments? On speed or something?" No. We gathered at the stadium, got counted by people, then queued up to get into a coach. You know, the kind that's smelly? And the seatbelts are really hard to use? But then you're forced to use them? Yes. The location is so secret, that we have to go somewhere and take a coach to the secret location. Well, turns out that my mother knows the location. "They told everyone," she said on the car ride to the stadium. "But the school doesn't want anyone to drive in. Or something like that." Okay. So we got shipped off to Canadian Internat...