Living in denial

2010-10-22T20:53:00.002+08:00

I look around me and the only thing I see for miles around are people breaking up and running away from the fight.

My time will probably come soon enough, but when?

2010-08-12T20:24:00.001+08:00

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END PTCCOM

2010-08-09T14:38:00.003+08:00

No, I regret nothing.

我都没有遗憾.

Non, je ne regrette rien.

Nein, Ich bedauere nichts.

Нет, я с сожалением ничего.

On a side note, happy 45th birthday, Singapore!! =)) Have a great one ja?

2010-08-02T20:06:00.004+08:00

This was a triumph!

I'm making a note here:
"HUGE SUCCESS!!"
It's hard to overstate
my satisfaction.

Greetings, ~~fucked up~~ world!

Aperture Science:
We do what we must
because we can.
For the good of all of us.
Except the ones who are dead.

Okay, I know that was uncalled for. But the way I see it, everything in this world including me is screwed up one way or another. So, welcome to the age of stupid, where even the most logical of solutions escape the brightest of men.

But there's no sense crying
over every mistake.
You just keep on trying
till you run out of cake.
And the science gets done.
And you make a neat gun
for the people who are still alive.

Nobody's perfect. There are times where we blunder. It's just that some people make too many mistakes, disastrously huge mistakes or both.

I'm not even angry...
I'm being so sincere right now-
Even though you broke my heart,
and killed me.

Never mind, maybe I should just stick to ranting about life instead.

And tore me to pieces.
And threw every piece into a fire.
As they burned it hurt because
I was so happy for you!

Ah... life. Same ~~shit~~, different day. So where do I begin?

Now, these points of data
make a beautiful line.
And we're out of beta.
We're releasing on time!
So I'm GLaD, I got burned.
Think of all the things we learned
for the people who are still alive.

It's already been five weeks into Term 3. The timetable is crazy I tell you. I freaking end school at five or six in the afternoon every day. The only two days where school ends early are CCA days, not that I hate SR Taekwondo. The people there are awesome!

Go ahead and leave me...
I think I'd prefer to stay inside...
Maybe you'll find someone else
to help you?

Maybe Black Mesa?
That was a joke! *HAHA- Fat chance!*
Anyway this cake is great!
It's so delicious and moist!

I'm probably going to learn the hard way that how well you do for the mid-year exams is not an indicator of how well you do for the promotionals. Of the four tests so far, I botched up History and General Paper real badly. Chemistry and Economics were kind of okay, just hope that the results turn out good. This pessimism has got to stop.

Look at me: still talking
when there's science to do!
When I look out there,
it makes me GLaD I'm not you.
I've experiments to run.

There is research to be done.
On the people who are still alive.

*cue Monty Python's 'Always Look On The Bright Side of Life'*

And believe me I am still alive.
I'm doing science and I'm still alive.
I feel fantastic and I'm still alive.
While you're dying I'll be still alive.
And when you're dead I will be still alive.

May as well ditch my social life. The opportunity cost is becoming too great...

Still alive.

I'm not going to say anything, lest I make an ASS out of yoU and ME and get it all horribly wrong.

Damn... Blogger's fucking up...

2010-06-18T13:30:00.002+08:00

I should have posted this update a really long time ago. All that time rushing through homework, lurking on AH.com and slotting people halfway across the world on Modern Warfare 2 (although I too get slotted due to cross-continental lag, more on that later) has taken up my time on Blogger.

Half a ~~league, half a league. Half a league onward. All into the valley of Death rode the six hundred.~~ year of school has gone by and the experiences are mixed. On one hand, there's the crazy amount of homework on normal school days and on 'holidays' and unnecessary projects which has components that are DUE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING HOLIDAYS!! (cue Captain Price quote: "Out of all the vast array of nightmares, this is the one (I) choose for (myself).")

On the other hand, there's me owning (Well, not really. It's more along the lines of "I just made it") the mid-year exam papers. Math was A a goodie. I expected to fail Chemistry but I got a B instead. History and Economics were a massive letdown although I kinda survived my first baptism of fire for those two. So, for now, I'm going to go into partial douchebag mode and run around in the privacy of my home screaming "I'M THE JUGGERNAUT, BEEYOTCH!!"

Okay, that's enough of all that hullabaloo. In addition to torturing myself with homework, I've kind of rediscovered the joy (or killjoy) of playing Modern Warfare 2 multiplayer. Much of this joy is thanks to my bro glitching his way to five-star General rank, thus unlocking all weapons and perks. It's illegal, but that's okay when you see that a huge majority of the game's servers have hackers and aimbots.

There's the wargasm you get when you successfully hurl a knife at someone, get that elusive kill streak (yes, I suck), shoot down the enemy's UAV/Harrier/Cobra/Hind/Apache/Pave Low with a Stinger/Javelin/RPG/AT4 or bust someone with a Predator missile. Then, there's the hatred you have for tubers, kid gamers that can't spell for nuts and complain on voice chat whenever they get killed and Infinity Ward for taking away dedicated servers, thus causing nearly all the matches I go to to be infested with hackers.

Another gripe I have that of cross-continental lag. Don't you hate it when you knife someone but that person you knifed somehow kills you without using the martyrdom perk? That's cross-continental lag in a nutshell. If there's one word to describe it, it would be 'irritating'.

Damn it all... I don't want to be a student. At times, I wish I was a lumberjack. At least they're okay (I think....)

2010-06-02T23:57:00.003+08:00

For this entire week, I'll be living the life of a polytechnic student in uniform.

Blame it on the non-existent June holidays that it has to be this way. I've to go back to school at the most odd of hours and for only a few hours on some days. And the best part is that I've to go back to school in no attire other than school uniform.

Ok... other than useless ranting about the education system, I should probably rant about examination results instead.

So far, parking my soon-to-be-fat-again arse in front of the computer during the exam period had earned me an A for H1 Math and a C for History. Not bad for a slacker eh? Maybe if I had just stuck to my self-designated break from AH.com I would have done better. Thank you, revolving door of AH.com for sucking me back into your addictive embrace.

Now all that's left is pretty much everything else except for Project Work. I gave up on Chemistry and hoped for the best for General Paper and Economics. The only subject whose results haven't been released is Chinese 'B', which I think I'll probably pass. 我的中文不是那么差，你要知道. Other than that, There's not much I can do now but worry about these subjects.

Until then, I'll be living the high life for a short time...

2010-05-25T12:59:00.002+08:00

Man, this sucks...

I'm sitting at home in front of my netbook surfing random sites.

I've got two updates for my stories and a parody to work on and I have no bloody idea as to how to get started. In other words, I've got a massive writers block. 'Twas a good thing that (the writing block) never popped up during the exams though.

Other than that, there's the inevitable ton of homework that makes the June holidays seem like a very sick ironical joke.

On top of that I've already started to tally the casualty figures for my mid-year exams and I realized that I could sum it all in two words: not good.

But then again, all this worrying and relative inactivity beats going to school to get drained.

At least I don't have a writer block for blogging for now...

2010-05-17T19:46:00.000+08:00

I think this picture just about sums up everything...

2010-05-03T21:23:00.002+08:00

Im Wald, im grünen Walde,
Da steht ein Försterhaus.

I think I'm losing it...

Da schauet jeden Morgen,
So frisch und frei von Sorgen,
Des Försters Töchterlein heraus.

No really, I am...

Ta-ra-la-la, ta-ra-la-la,
Des Försters Töchterlein ganz frisch heraus,
Ta-ra-la-la, ta-ra-la-la,
Des Försters Töchterlein heraus.

I feel my touch for narratives slipping away...

Lore, Lore, Lore, Lore.
Schön sind die Mädchen von siebzehn, achtzehn Jahr.
Lore, Lore, Lore, Lore.
Schöne Mädchen gibt es überall!

I'm getting dumber by the minute...

Und kommt der Frühling in das Tal,
Grüß mir die Lore noch einmal, ade, ade, ade.

I really need to read more but I ain't got the time. The only things I read are lecture notes, newspapers, other AH.com timelines and Wikipedia and Cracked articles. I need to study too, but here I am blogging and procrastrinating on my GP essay due tomorrow...

Sometimes I think that you are too sweet to die. And other times, I think you ought to be buried alive.

Man, I'm so screwed... God bless me for the Mid-years...

2010-04-17T21:28:00.001+08:00

I'd like to believe that miracles can happen. Sadly, cruel reality shows otherwise...

Up to mighty London
Came an Irishman one day.
As the streets are paved with gold.
Sure, everyone was gay.

Haven't touched this blog in a very long while. A load of things have been keeping me occupied. Either that, or there really is not much to write about.

Singing songs of Piccadilly,
Strand and Leicester Square.
Till Paddy got excited,
Then he shouted to them there:

May as well type about those two days that kind of brightened the past seven days...

It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know!

9/4 Friday (Fine... Eight it is...): Slacked off the whole day in school while everyone else was running or doing some sort of physical activity in temperatures that made the Sahara Desert look like a winter wonderland. Well, I wasn't really slacking off on Friday. I was busy rushing out my economics homework while escaping teachers on the prowl for AWOLees who were anywhere in the school but the sports gallery (a massive clusterfuck at that point of time...).

After rushing out those two essays, I rushed to St Pat's to crash Speech Day. Mdm Soh was at MOE HQ getting promoted, but other than that, the other teachers that were there recognised me. That included Mr Lak, who claimed that he designed the current SRJC badge. Speech Day was followed by dinner at Pastamania Parkway Parade with Shannon, Ben, Kenneth Ng and a few others.

12/4 Monday: A very long and tiring day ended with an awesome concert in the Esplanade by the SPSMB. The music quality was awesome as usual. Twas a night of heavy metal renditions of 'You Raise Me Up', cocked-up coronet solos and uber crazy Japanese arrangements...

Goodbye to Picadilly,
Farewell Leicster Square.
It's a long, long way to Tipperary
But my heart's still there...

And I'm done... Well, I kinda forgot to mention the insanely long breaks I had during the week but nevermind...

In America, you stalk people on Facebook.
In Soviet Russia, Facebook stalks YOU!

2010-03-22T18:38:00.003+08:00

Through me is the way into the woeful city; through me is the way into eternal woe; through me is the way among the lost people.

School's back...

Justice moved my lofty maker: the divine Power, the supreme Wisdom and the primal Love made me.

Yeah... Another round in the meatgrinder has begun.

Before me were no things created, unless eternal, and I eternal last.

Falling away and slowly falling apart...

Abandon all hope, ye who enter!

2010-03-12T19:46:00.006+08:00

not...

I'm tired and confused... The last thing I need right now is something or someone to come along to make things worse...

2010-02-22T19:09:00.000+08:00

"A group of JC students reporting. They've done their time in Hell."
-St Peter, on seeing a group of uniformed teenagers rush past the Pearly Gates

Let's see. I haven't posted in a week and a half. There were some things that I had intended to post, but I simply couldn't find the time to do so.

Since I'm buried with school work and the speech limitations imposed on me by the ~~SRJC Ministry of Public Enlightenment and Propaganda~~, this will be a very short post.

Aside from a few grudges that I hold in private, I'm pretty much settled in at SRJC. Now to say a few farewells:

Farewell St Pat's.

Farewell, COH gang. Until we meet again for a LAN session.

Farewell freedom of speech. Your providence that had enabled me to voice my oft radical opinions will be sorely missed.

Farewell, ability to strip anywhere in school without anyone giving a damn. You have save me from the jaws of inconvenience.

And lastly, fare-thee-well, relatively slack old school life.

Now, say hello to:

-Restraint
-Five day death timetable week every week
-Muscle aches four times a week
-Secondary school Higher Chinese
-Finally, say hello to hardcore mugging that makes hardcore mugging for the O-Levels look like a Sunday stroll.

Can't be bothered to piost about CNY... Off to mug and off to create more bulls***.

2010-02-08T17:16:00.003+08:00

It was seconds after posting the previous post yesterday that I forgot to ~~bitch~~ ~~write~~ type about one thing; the Singapore Airshow 2010.

Good: Nice static displays, nice booths, nice synchronised Falcon-Apache manouveres, nice tan from standing under the sun to see the aerial display and to snap photos at the planes.

Bollocks: Overpriced and substandard food (It happens at the Army, Navy and Air Force open houses too, apparently.), too little team aerial acrobats (Well, there were none to start with), too many booths closed or packing up to return to wherever they came from and heatstroke that came with nice tan.

In other news, day one of school proper had begun. I'm still had that heatstroke from yesterday as I dragged myself to school.

Today was mostly lectures plus two tutorials for Project Work and Economics by tutors who either engaged the class very well or made the class laugh their arses off. As for the lectures, it was mostly introductory stuff. The intro to Economics was well for a complete layman like me, although Disney may sue for copyright or parody. I couldn't understand what the hell the lecturer was talking about during the Chinese lecture. As for Chemistry, I simply couldn't keep up with the lecturer.

To top it all, the school is slowly sucking away my money and my sanity, the latter closely connected with the former. Having to pay for locker rental fees and stuff for all the subjects is taxing enough for a normal student, but as the newly-sabotaged-into-position CG representative, it was worse as I have to collect money, take orders from teachers and coordinate with my classmates cash collection and book distribution.

At times like this, I wonder: Whatever happened to the lone ranger me?

CCA (i.e. guy on AH.com from New Zealand): Hehe, Singapore aye? You shouldn't have time for AH.com at all with that kind of education system! Plus, you have two AH projects!

EDIT: Found out to my utmost delight that the position of CG rep was only tempoary...

2010-02-07T19:20:00.000+08:00

A splitting headache is turning this into a really short post.

One week (7 days) in SRJC has passed...

Fun, games and tons of flag bantering and propaganda are over, now comes the time to start slogging and mugging.

Also had fun at the LAN party plus pizza buffet plus youth fellowship in church yesterday.

-end-

2010-01-30T11:30:00.000+08:00

First two days of school have ended and I'm already dead beat. I can't imagine how I would cope when school proper begins.

To be painfully honest, I miss the hell out of St Pat's. There were things I could do there that I can't really do in SRJC, like crack sexist and racist jokes, swear my mouth off and change in the classroom with no one ever giving a rat's arse about it. When I sing the college anthem during orientation, I miss the Lasallian school rally because it sounded a hell lot cooler. But then again, after ten years in an all boys' school, I have to adapt. OG Pegasus for the win!

It appears that my kameraden in the CoH gang are having trouble with school, shuttling from here to there to appeal into other JCs. I'm just accepting my fate and I'll make the best of it.

2010-01-27T07:41:00.002+08:00

Sierra Romeo Juliet Charlie

2010-01-23T18:15:00.002+08:00

Fly, envious Time, till thou run out thy race,

Rough overview of the week

Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets' pace;
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours,
Which is no more than what is false and vain,
And merely mortal dross;

Monday to Thursday---Rotted at home in front of netbook. Conspiracy theories and alternate history timelines galore!

So little is our loss,
So little is thy gain.

Friday---Watched Legion with Shan18, Ben Poon and Sam Phua. My verdict for the movie: Left 4 Dead with bits of the Bible and cliche scenes thrown in to make a storyline that Bible college and Sunday School students can cringe to due to gross implausibility.

For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd,
And last of all, thy greedy self consum'd,
Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss
With an individual kiss;
And Joy shall overtake us as a flood,

The verdict for firefight match on Halo ODST before the movies: Epic fail.

When every thing that is sincerely good
And perfectly divine,
With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine
About the supreme Throne
Of Him, t'whose happy-making sight alone,

Saturday---Rotted in front of netbook (morning and now). Went to the library after lunch. Found a few reference books for my project. Quickly ratted out my update for 'The Desert God' and shot it off to random guy in New York for approval.

When once our heav'nly-guided soul shall climb,
Then all this earthly grossness quit,
Attir'd with Stars, we shall for ever sit,
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee O Time.

OVERVIEW DONE STOP.

2010-01-20T16:45:00.001+08:00

"Upon hearing about the invasion of France, Hitler decides to enter PMS mode on his commanders."

I can forsee what the week ahead will be like for me: plain boring (with the exception of a movie on Friday).

Before I fill up this blog post with space filling ~~empires~~ videos and pictures, I've a few random rants to make.

My Saturday was emo-ed away thanks to the heart aches caused by the 'Do first, regret later' policy adopted by just about all of the youths (plus me) who went for the mission trip. It came back to bite some of us really horribly, given by the cringes and screams made by certain people when certain parts of the video showed. Whatever it was, anything that happens in Thailand stays in Thailand.

Sunday was slightly better with S4G session number one followed by lunch attended by E, C, M, both Weis, S and R (no Nathan) which was before dessert at some random yoghurt shop at Singpost headquaters in Paya Lebar.

Now, I am wasting away the last two weeks of freedom surfing the net. It was kind of productive as I found out a few things and got a few more things done. It turns out that someone has finally sat his arse down and started to work on a Pacific campaign mod for Company of Heroes. Also, the long awaited Eastern Front mod for the same game would be out tomorrow and it's going to kick ass (I hope).

Other than mod-hunting, I did my near daily updates for 'The Desert God' and have yet to start on this week's update for 'Fox of the Outer Rim'. Writer's block you see.

Now to resume the daily cycle of rotting at home until the movie outing on Friday.

"Rohm died of complications that arose from a lead pill travelling at high speeds in the cranium."

2010-01-16T12:21:00.002+08:00

So far, other than deciding my fate for the next two to three years, I have only accomplished one thing for the week and one thing only.

That thing is called 'Rotting in front of the netbook doing absolutely nothing'.

Now, to keep that up for the few days of freedom left...

2010-01-12T19:45:00.001+08:00

Screaming Eagles diving from the sun. Boldly diving through the air.

D-Day is over. Hell, am I glad to have survived it. Now to anticipate for a hundred more D-Days to come...

Now's our time to jump, look out below.

L1B4=12 L1B5=15

English B3
Mathematics A2
Additional Mathematics B3 (Danke, Gott im Himmel)
Biology A2
Physics A2 (Did not expect this...)
Chemistry B3
Social Studies/History B3
~~Chinese E8~~ (You did not see anything...)
Chinese 'B' PASS

Stand up, hook up, there's the green light, go

Overall, the results were okay. It's time for another Oscar Awards moment:

We have a rendezvous with destiny

On second thoughts, forget it. I'm never a person of good words. Just curses and witty hidden insults, no compliments...

Our strength and courage strike the spark that will always make men free

Moving on, my report on the Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday. The one where everone had to dress up like ~~geeks going to the Star Wars Convention/E3/Comicon~~ kids.

Jump right down to the skies of blue. Keep your eye on the job to be done

Started at six with worship. Dinner was next, after a failed attempt to ra-ra the people attending the dinner. The food choice wasn't that bad. One game went on to distract the hungry crowd while the people who went for the mission trip went 'backstage' to change into our ~~emo black~~ mime outfits and for last minute practice.

I say, doing the mime in front of people who are sitting just centimeteres away from you is very awkward. That wasn't the case in Thailand, as the kids were seated in the pews while we did the mime on the stage of the church. Furthermore, the dress code was inappropriate for the weather.

Mime finished, Sam and Cher gave an overview of BCYouths for 2009 and the vision for the ~~people's glorious Three Year Plan~~ three years ahead. A 'kiddy' paegeant was held in line with the theme and everyone who was forced out by their tablemates got into character really well. I'm beginning to think that the everyone in the Youth Ministry is a drama queen of some sort.

Anyway, the first part of the paegent later gave way to the crazy games session courtesy of YW and LW. First up was Twister. The incriminating photos on Facebook really speak for themselves though. The two Weis basically had the audacity to bend the rules of the game to the point that you had to be a contortionist to win.

The other crazy game was 'pass the parcel'. Originally, the three parcels that were to be passed around were supposed to have ten layers. Because of YY mummifying the parcels, all of them had eleven or twelve layers. One of them was a dud. Because the parcels was passed in three human circles, the circle with the dud had to do the chicken dance.

We're the men of the one-oh-one. We'll fight to the battle's won

Well, I guess that's all then. Now to fill up the other four spaces in that JAE worksheet.

2010-01-10T23:12:00.002+08:00

Three hundred and fifty-five more days to another three hundred and sixty-five days of hell, less than a few hours to go to D-Day.

Yep, the day of reckoning has finally arrived. It's time to meet our makers or own them upside down with our good 'O' Level results.

Perhaps talking about yesterday's Thanksgiving dinner would be fun. Yeah.

~~Writing~~ Typing about that is very easy, because I can easily describe everything in one word: retarded.

Other than saying it as retarded, I can't go any further for my ~~circuits are fried~~ brain is near kaput (which probably happens in more than half of my blog posts) from anxiety. But still, don't ask as to why I was able to finish the third chapter of 'The Desert God'.

*Brain shutdown in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1*

2010-01-05T19:23:00.004+08:00

First post of the new year. Yet another three hundred and sixty days of hell to endure...

I'll be damned if no one reads this.

At the same time, I'll be damned if someone does.

Now, which should I write about first? The mission trip to Thailand or what Herr Lak has done to the school?

Okay, mission trip first.

I can't possibly describe what went on for every day of the trip. Doing so would require excessive use of my fingers. This will cause them to wear out and will result in my eventual inability to type out my updates for my alternate history projects (Alright already, I'm currently working on like what? One project? Others will be on the way).

Long story short, the trip was fun. I miss the cooling weather present in Chiangrai that is oh-so absent in Singapore. I miss freezing my butt off at the back of a pickup truck that is going at a hundred kilometers per hour in said weather. I will also miss weird potato chip flavours, jumping around like a madman with chilli/wasabi in my mouth and last but not least, the kids at the centre. They were very friendly and adorable. Even if you didn't talk to them, they would still come up and strike a conversation with you. History repeated itself at the centre though. Those people who went for the Thailand exchange programme the year before would know what I mean (Sadly, I doubt that any of them would be reading this).

Moving on. Now for my report of what happened to the school this year.

First and foremost, Mr. Lak has imposed upon the fifteen hundred students of St Pat's a handphone/PSP/MP3 player ban. Official sources cite poor 'N' Level results for the ban. However, many students feel that this is a cover up for something more... sinister.

Another shocker announcement that, well, shocked the school was Stall Four in the canteen. Everyone in St Pat's loves Stall Four as it sells delicacies from the West, namely spaghetti, pizza, fried chicken parts and the like. Today and yesterday, Patricians have discovered to their utmost shock and horror that Stall Four had been converted into a Japanese food stall (dun dun dunnnn!!!!!). Most of the withesses asked were too shocked to comment.

Lastly, the school ~~values~~ virtues have been changed from "Humanity, Honesty and Humility" to "Faith, Service and Community". I don't really know how much of a reaction this news generated in the school. By the looks of it, there probably wasn't much of a reaction to this little piece of news.

And I'm done. Now to resume working on demotivational posters for the handphone fiasco and my other two alternate history projects I've been planning.

"A whole new world of ~~shit~~ awaits us in 2010"

2009-12-23T12:06:00.010+08:00

Arise, all workers from ye slumber

After three days, I'm finally done with my update for 'Fox of the Outer Rim'

Arise, ye prisoners of want

Just woke up from a nap and am feeling very dizzy. But I will still attempt to write nonetheless.

For reason in revolt now thunders and at last ends the age of can't

Okay... maybe a full detail of what went on during camp and yesterday should be in order. The former is somewhat overdue, but then again, I doubt if anyone's going to read this.

Away with all your superstitions, servile masses, arise, arise.

Day 1 ( 16/12/1944 )

GEHEIM

OBERKOMMANDO DES WEHRMACHT

Unternehmen Wacht Am Rhein

Just kidding. This is what it should be:

Day 1 (16/12/09)

Three words describe the day (and night): Icebreakers, Cluedo and 99.

The results of the ice breakers were thighs covered with blood clots due to relentless slapping and an uber stone face. The first one came from the MRT game while the other came from a very stupid but funny game called "Honey if you love me please smile for me". The objective was for this one person to make another person laugh by saying the titular line. If the person saying the line makes the other guv laugh, the former wins. The opposite is also possible whereby the victim makes the person saying the line laugh. I survived two rounds with a stone face (Neekiee) and an exaggerated Arnold Schwarzenegger accent (CME). LW made me lose the third one as I was on the brink of laughter after CME's attempt to make me laugh.

Cluedo was also fun. After evaluating all the clues and interrogating suspects, Neekiee, the resident drama queen and scriptwriter, came up with a skit to illustrate what actually happened. The end was anti-climatic despite all the events we portrayed in the skit.

Bro and I introduced 99 to HY, Tim, James and CME. Again, Bro with his unstoppable killing streak rigged the deck and made me roadkill. I only managed to get a quadruple kill streak before being taken down by James. After which, we (minus Bro) slept on the couches outside due to toxic leak in our bunk.

We'll change henceforth the old tradition and spurn the dust to win the prize

Day 2 (17/12/09)

Had dirty games today and got real dirty. Got soaked in seawater and flour. During the water bomb game, I expended three rounds. One hit (R), one went real wide (Mel) and the third one hit but failed to impact as planned (water bombs aren't exactly effective at point blank range)(CME)

Night walk came at night (duh! Once again, Captain Obvious strikes). It was very cleverly disguised on the itinerary under the name 'Night Activity'. I swore my mouth off when someone sprang an ambush from inside the forests.

So comrades, come rally and the last fight, let's face.

Day 3 (18/12/09)

The following sentence describes the afternoon in a nutshell: Modified ball games (i.e. Soccer with huge excercise ball, captain's ball with cabbage/yet another huge excercise ball, frisbee with a frisbee) FTW!!!!

Another thing that was FTW was the skit for Parent's Night that my group did. We couldn't go wrong with a very good scriptwriter in Neekiee and a few drama queens. After Parent's Night, Bro, I and several other people got parodied by the camp committee. Had a good laugh. I then proceeded to stuff myself with food afterwards.

I also failed miserably in an attempt to stay awake for the whole night. I tried to keep myself awake by playing card games, but ended up sleeping in very awkward positions on two couches in the common area.

The Internationale unites the human race

Day 4 (19/12/09)

HOME SWEET HOME STOP NOTHING ELSE STOP

"You can't call yourself a capitalist and a Christian, because you cannot love your money and love your neighbour."

Yesterday (22/12/09)

Went to church to do up publicity video for Thanksgiving dinner on the 9th of January next year. El, YY, both Weis, Dani, and Mel and Bro were there. We basically dressed up and acted like kids. Got into character too well though. Later went to YW's ~~haus~~ house to edit the video. Finished it, went home on a somewhat silent bus ride with the Red Army Choir blasting in my ear.

With that, I end by wishing one and all (okay, just the crickets that have stayed with me through thick and thin) a very Merry Christmas (a bah humbug to me) and an equally blessed New Year. I had better start to work on that sharing for the Akha Gospel Training Centre trip or there'll be hell to pay.

2009-12-19T19:40:00.003+08:00

And can it be
That you would walk the path of life
Without a friend to call your own
Oh no, 'Cause I was made for you

Okies... I'm back from a God only knows how many months long period of hiatus from blogging.

And do you know ,
That one is lonely , one is weak
And if one falls into the deep
Oh no, I say two are better than one

Loads of stuff have gone on during the past six months. I'm just happy that the 'O' Levels are over. The wait for the results will be a nerve wrecking one though.

So bind us with a bond of love
That we may have the heart to serve
The people around us that we call friends

Anyways, I'm multitasking on at least five different tabs. AH.com, Facebook, a tab dedicated to sourcing for MP3 downloads, a Wikipedia article on some random Russian general who died during WWII and this.

So when you fall I'll hold your hand
Our God above will grant us strength
To rise up and walk on to the end

Before I forget, I should pour out everything that happened during the super fun church camp that I just came back from. Hell, I'm ready to take on whatever this world has to throw at me in 2010 (and comments on my really epic Star Wars-Second World War crossover *cough* self pimping *cough*). In short, the camp rocked. Good job camp com!! =))).

Though ONE may be overpowered, TWO can defend themselves. A cord of THREE is not easily broken." Ecclesiastes 4:12

I'm too lazy and tired to go any further. The full details will come another day.

Grammar Nazi reflexes kicking in...

2009-07-30T21:37:00.000+08:00

Okay...

This is my first post in two weeks...

I finally got my Facebook side restarted and have resumed ~~stalking~~ catching up on other people.

Chances are, I probably won't be able to post for another eternity or so as I'll be mugging my brains out for Prelims and the big one in October.

Yes, I know this is a short post, but what the heck.

And off I go to fight the good fight... Wish me luck...

2009-07-12T21:28:00.017+08:00

Second week of Term 3 gone.

A review of the week so far.

Monday

Holiday in lieu of Youth Day. Studied like nobody's business (Damn! I know its grammatically incorrect).

Tuesday

Screwed up Chinese 'O' Level Oral examinations which I thought was held the on Wednesday. I basically stuttered through the passage and my conversation with the examiners, the topic of which was plastic surgery, lasted two minutes flat. The worst part was that one of the examiners was from Chung Cheng High (Main), a si-beh cheena school. Like what I said for my English MYEs. I'll be lucky if I pass, a distinction (which I think is a pipe dream) would be divine intervention.

Wednesday

Nothing much.

Thursday

I have alot to write about Thursday.

Today, 180 students (including me) plus some male teachers went bald for charity. Yep, its for Hair For Hope. When the school held the event last year, the barber gave us a crudely done crew cut. This year's event was worse. After the barbers were through with you, you were a skinhead. Mdm Soh, in an apparent desperate bid to defend her Best Class Award title, made more than half the class shave for charity. We missed two periods of Biology and when we were done, Ms Chen thought that she was teaching in a monastery.

"Oh my God! Half the class are neo-nazis now!"-Samuel Morrison

Chinese for the day was pretty slack. Instead of revising my schoolwork, I promply started work on my alternate history scenario for Singapore. Shannon decided to join in.

Friday to Sunday

Ditto Wednesday. Other than the fact that I received many curious stares from many people in church about my hairless head. Nicky had commented that I was on the wrong side of the road (Note: There is a Buddhist or Taoist temple across the road).

Okay... I'm too lazy to carry on blogging, let alone do any useful schoolwork. For the rest of the hour I have, I'm either going to wreak havoc on the Alternate History Forums or play Battlefield Heroes.

2009-07-12T11:00:00.001+08:00

The Amazing Race pics are finally here!!

Army leading the way

You'll have to tilt your head to see this one.

Fun at IKEA Alexandria

Hey look! Troy's found 'Pimenta'!

"Eh brudder, can relak or not? We all cannot catch up siul!"

Fooling around at SMU

Group Photo!!!!!!!

"So which shall it be? Bubble tea or jelly?"

Even more gruppe photos

2009-07-05T17:50:00.002+08:00

durrrrh...

I have two words to summarise the week and it ain't in proper English.

The words are: Mesa tired.

The beginning of the school term on Monday also marked the start of an endless barrage of classes that end the school day at four or six in the afternoon. I was so disorientated that by Wednesday, I had no idea if I was coming back from NCC training (which so happens to fall on Wednesday) or from classes.

To top it all, I had to go back to school to help out in the epic fail of the Haunted House. Because of that, I zhaoed the jogation to help out at the Shamrock Cove. To be frank. it was an epic fail. From what I heard, the one at KC is better than the one we put up. But then again, we scared quite a few people. My 'dead soldier' ruse scared quite a few girls. It did not work on a few Patricians because they spoiled the whole thing by flushing out their would-be scarers. I nearly had my balls trampled on by some kid. Even though the haunted house was a total cock-up, it was fun. I dragged four camouflage nets from the Cove to the NCC store (which are pretty far away from each other) during the pack up.

I walked to Kembangan with Julius after the pack up. We left for our own seperate ways at the MRT. I went to Mak's Place for dinner (not) before going off for youth service at church. Samuel had to refer to me as one part of his sermon inchuded Major Richard Winters and a certain incident in Carentan. You see, the sermon topic was "Come follow me". The theme was taken from Matthew 4:19 : "Come follow me," Jesus said, "And I will make you fishers of men". Since I was the only leading expert on military history around =), Sam consulted me on it.

After youth servce, I went home by MRT with Amos, Ruth, Mel and Joel. Mel was insanely high throughout MRT ride from Kembangan to her drop-off point at Aljunied. She was high for a good fifteen minuites or so, saying tons of random stuff. Don't want to talk much about this even though it was si-beh funny. Damn Vista parental controls about to lock me out. So it's Radio Berlin signing off for now.

2009-06-28T19:20:00.002+08:00

Hurray!!! my 100th post.

Let's see. I pertty much wasted away the fourth and final week of the holidays. I finished all the Biology MCQs. I started on bits of theother piles of worksheets though.

I watched my third movie in barely two weeks. I went down to Tampines Mall to watch Transformers with quite alot of people from church. It was a good movie, despite it being a two hour advert for all four armed services of the U.S.: Army, Air Force, Navy and Marines. There were a few overly cheesy bits and sexual innuendos.

Join the US Army and fight alongside cool, big and badass alien robots today!

Church today was pretty much the usual routine. Uncle Andrew's sermon today made me feel very guity about turning up late for 1st service. So, I hereby resolve to turn up early or on time for service starting next week. I stayed back after Sunday School with Mel, Danielle and Sam Rajoo for a mugging session that rapidly turned into a talk cock session about a variety of random topics.

Finally, after over six months of waiting. those bastards at Electronic Arts released Battlefield Heroes along with a new trailer which looks like the Pokemon intros.

The game was reviewed by Amos who got a beta key. At this point of time, there are no comments. Play it for yourself. I haven't got started because my dad has been occupying the internet connection for work purposes. Methinks that Battlefield Heroes is a good parody of alot of WWII shooter games especially Battlefield 1942

School's starting tomorrow. I feel drained and demoralised already. I seriously need to get my war machine up and running.

Company of Heroes Fail

2009-06-23T08:46:00.003+08:00

Note: You will get the following videos if you are a gamer who plays Company of Heroes. Even if you are a gamer who doesn't play CoH, you should get at least a rough idea of what's going on.

2009-06-22T19:12:00.003+08:00

Everything--Lifehouse

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel You
I need to hear You
You are the light
That's leading me to the place
Where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.

How can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with You and not be moved by You?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything, everything
You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything, everything
You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything, everything
You're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything, everything

And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

How can I stand here with You and not be moved by you?
Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

Would You tell me how could it be any better than this?

2009-06-21T21:10:00.006+08:00

This is going to be another one helluva post.

Okay. Yesterday was the Amazing Race (the BCYouths one, not the AXN one).

Brendan, Troy, Dawn, Amos and I raced all over Singapore doing probably some very crazy things along the way.

Let's see. Where do I begin?

I went to church at 0930 hrs to relax there for awhile before I went to pick up Troy and Brendan. The Amazing Race committee members (who had slept overnight in church in sleeping bags or on sleep-inducing beanbags) said that I had come in way too early. Well, my team was the first to report. And I always thought Patricians were famous for being late.

Troy and Brendan were pretty amazed that we had cushy seats in the worship hall. Apparently, they didn't have that over at OLPS and at Holy Family. Combine that with 1 hour at Mass and you'll get one pain arse. Ruth also made excessive use of the phrase 'Epic Fail' during the pre-race briefing.

First station was at the Science Centre. Brendan did a deceptive maneuver that probably fooled no one. Troy, upon leaving the train, decided to parkour over the glass wall. He fell on the floor and hurt his butt real bad.But the good part about the station was that we reached there at approximately the same time as the station master, Joshua Chin. We did the task he gave us and went on our way.

The next station at IKEA Alexandria was quite amusing. After doing a task in front of 7-11 for bonus points, we decided to walk to IKEA and we got lost in Queenstown. By the way, the task at 7-11 was to be filmed shouting "Extra, Extra. Read all about it." while waving around a newspaper. It was a job I, the designated sai kang warrior, did. It took us quite awhile to get to IKEA. Once at IKEA, we were supposed to find the prices of a list of stuff. We decided to split up to cover more ground. Dawn went with Brendan and I went with Troy and Amos. While Dawn and Brendan searched high and low for the items, my sub-group went to the e-catalogue and asked a friendly staff member to help us look for those items.

Of all the stations, the Fort Canning one was a killer. We came up the wrong end and had trouble searching for a piece of fauna called Pimenta. We were at the Spice Gardens hunting high and low for the damn thing. I sent Brendan down the road leading up to the Registry of Marriages (Clue:'Pimenta' was on her way to get married. Where does she come from?). Troy looked at some random sign and he found it. Our group got lost in our search for two particular blokes whose pictures we were supposed to identify. I led everyone to the Battlebox hoping to find out who the guy in the uniform was. Apparently he wasn't there. I also led the team off the route and realised to my horror later that it was Percival (Dun-dun dunnnnn!!!). Walked off to SMU after the debacle at Fort Canning.

I don't know the school well to know where in blue hell the Office of Student Life was. I later found out that it was in the basement and our station master, Pamela, was stoning at the food court with Matthew and Fifi. The latter two tried to lead us off the trail by giving fake locations that turned out to be correct. The task was very easy.

Walked to the next station at McDonalds at Raffles City. Some poor team initally thought that the station was at the Raffles Statue at Empress Place because of the very misleading clue. Janice Tay was tending to the station with Nicky. The clues Janice gave led us to the Esplanade where we played a drinking game. Task done, we headed off to the Asian Civilizations Museum to do a bonus task and it was off to Simei.

Because of what happened at the Simei station, I will NEVER ever drink bubble tea again. Basically, we were supposed to dunk our hands into a bucket of I-don't-know-what-the-crap's-inside-it to find Scrabble tiles that form the word Fear Factor. Geng Zhi, the station master, gave us the choice of dunking our hands into bucket A or B. We all chose A, but Troy overrode our decisions and picked B. Bucket A was filled with agar-agar. Bucket B was filled with a putrid mixture of different flavours of bubble tea from Sweet Talk. Come to think of it, maybe there was a clue somewhere with the labelling. A for agar-agar and B for Bubble Tea.

After our last station, we went to ring the bell at Long John Silver's as part of the bonus points task. We had originally wanted to go to TJC to write down its Tamil name and to take a photo at its sign. Though it gave a lot more points than being one of the first five teams to reach church, it was also a very risky enterprise because coming in after 1800hrs costs 5 points per minute late.

Despite being the first team to arrive back at church, Cherlyn's group took the top prize of a $100 Baker's Inn voucher. Ruth had commented that the group would 'eat until they die'. But what the heck. We all had fun anyways.

Well. This may not be the Oscars or the Academy Awards but I've got a hell lot of people to thank.

Firstly, I'd like to thank Brendan and Troy for turning up for the event. =)

Secondly, I'd like to thank Dawn for being a great camerawoman. =))

Thirdly, I'd like to thank the Amazing Race committee for having organised a si beh swee event. =)))

Last but not least, I'd like to thank God for making all of this possible.

Sons of St. Patrick's-Valiant and True!

PS: Ich liebe die neue BCYouths Website =)

2009-06-17T20:28:00.003+08:00

I've pretty much wasted away three days of the third week of the holidays.

Love unfailing
Overtaking my heart
You take me in

For reasons unknown, I just can't seem to be able to study.

Finding peace again
Fear is lost in all you are

After hitting the books for about, say, 15 minutes, my mind starts to wander off and so do my feet and I walk around my room aimlessly with a steady stream of random thoughts filling my head.

And I would give the world
To tell your story
'Cause I know that you've called me
I know that you've called me

Monday was spent on a CoH group movie outing. Benjamin, Shannon and I watched Land of the Lost after going to the arcades and doing some window shopping at Challenger and the scale modelling shop next door. The movie was funny though, lots of sexual innuendos. Makes me wonder why parents still bring their kids to watch it. Methinks its for the dinosaurs. Hope they don't understand the jokes. Ben treated me to Carl's Junior after the movie. Well, he didn't really treat me. He gave me $12 and told me to spend as I see fit. Damn that burger was scrumptious.

I've lost myself for good
Within your promise
And I wont hide it
I wont hide it

Tuesday was wasted on another movie, Night at the Museum 2. As a history buff, I found the movie pretty amusing. Shannon and two of his friends from his primary school days happend to be in the area. So, I followed them to E2 Max and was thouroughly trashed by Shannon at CoH.

Jesus, I believe in you
And I would go
To the ends of the earth
To the ends of the earth

As for today... It was just wasted. I lazed around reading the book I bought from Page One at Vivo City yesterday. The only pieces of work I did were the Paper 1s for Bio of Anderson Sec and KC. Other than that, i was walking around aimlessly or helping out with the housework with the Red Army Choir blasting at my ear.

For you, alone are the son of God
And all the world will see
That you are God
That you are God

Anyway... I got myself a new alternate history scenario. It's got something to do with Singapore. If you know me well enough, you'll know which part of Singapore history I'm going to screw around with.

Ok... That's all folks!

2009-06-11T21:45:00.001+08:00

A s**t load of papers to complete by holiday's end...

Books to complete before holiday's end

This is going to be one helluva post.

Let's see... Where do I begin?

I was in school for the past three days for NCC camp.

It was one helluva camp.

I also celebrated 16 years of my existence there. It would have gone by without anyone noticing if not for Jovi, Marcus Seetoh and Facebook.

But anyways, the whole unit celebrated my birthday with me.

I sneaked out to McDonald's at Siglap Centre on the first night with Ben, Jonathan, Lionel and Dalton.

To save my already weary fingers from going cuckoo, I'll give a very detailed account of things ripped off from Ben Poon's blog

Damn! Can't copy anything... Guess I'll just have to describe everything myself then.

Well... We slipped out of camp unoticed at approximately 0045 hours. Since all the buses wewe not in service at this point of time, we decided to walk to Siglap. I had a McChicken burger with fries and Coke to go with it. Another group of NCOs came into Macs just before we left. When we reached school, we realised to our horror that all the school gates were locked. So, we basically climbed over them and it was something like a covert ops mission gone horribly wrong. A fuller, more detailed account can be found on Ben Poon's blog as mentioned earlier.

Being the Admin NCO, I basically spent my time in the Operations Room when I wasn't at the endless stream of remedial and supplemantry classes. Also walked around the school aimlessly.

Cadet's night, which was on the second night, was very funny. For the NCO skit, Andrew decided to do a one man show and impersonated the Teacher Officers. He poked fun at Mr Chia, Mr Michael Lim and Mr Tan Chee Wei. Andrew also poked fun at Mr Yong, the VP, and Lawrence, the security guard. It should have been caught on video. Again, a fuller, more detailed account can be found on Ben Poon's blog.

Watched Scary Movie 4 after Cadet's night. Damn stupid show. Had the Ops room all to myself because the UDIs all slept in the air-conditioned Lecture Theatre.

Despite all the fun, it was also my last camp in NCC. Just came back from my Passing Out Parade. From today onwards, I'm out of the Corps. I only hope the future Admin NCOs do their job well.

Sure he was

Presenting the Operations Room (formerly the Peer Leader room)

Note to self... never take photos in the dark without flash

Ok... Soap's back... Zakhaev's screwed and his 2IC has taken over... Price's also screwed and damn! This game's coming out two days after my last 'O' Level paper.

10 for NCC
10 for St Pat's
10 for the Teacher Officers
10 for the Unit Drill Instructors
the last 10 for us...

2009-06-05T20:19:00.004+08:00

Well... here's my real update...

Monday-- CL 'O' Levels exam. Had a fever, couldn't really concentrate. Went to see a doctor afterwards who advised me to get a flu jab done in a month's time.

Tuesday through to Friday--Classes, classes and even more classes.

Holidays don't feel like holidays at all...

Update done.

2009-06-04T21:38:00.000+08:00

This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life. My rifle, without me, is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than any enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will....

My rifle and myself know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...

My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...

Before God I swear this creed. My rifle and myself are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life. So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy, but Peace.

2009-05-31T19:29:00.002+08:00

MEMORANDUM:
Students of the Class of 2009: June 1, 2009 -
D-DAY

Tonight, and as you read this, you are en route to that great adventure
for which you have trained for over four years.

Tomorrow, is the day of days.

Tomorrow throughout the whole of our homeland the bells will ring out
the tidings that you have arrived, and the battle for our future has begun.

The hopes and prayers of your dear ones accompany you, the confidence
of your teachers go with you. The fears of the papers are about to become
a reality.

Let us strike hard. When the going is tough, let us go harder. Imbues with
faith in the rightness of our cause, and the power of our might, let us
annihilate the enemy where found.

May God be with each of you fine students. By your actions let us justify His
faith in us.

Major John Koh
Regimental Commander, 4th I.R, 7022nd (St Patrick's) Infantry Division

Yep... I blatantly ripped off this speech from Colonel Sink's pre D-Day address. I also blatantly used the name of the Student Council's president in this speech (Hell! I hope he does not sue me). But anyways... to all who are taking the Mother Tongue 'O' Level exams tomorrow, Good luck.

2009-05-31T18:59:00.004+08:00

2009-05-29T22:29:00.002+08:00

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

The holidays have just started. It simply doesn't feel like it to me.

"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

If there wasn't an exam in the middle of the 'holiday' and if the teachers weren't slitting each others' throats just to finish up the syllabus, I'd probably be celebrating.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Came home very tired yesterday. The carpark duty for the Sec 2 PTM was a complete joke. Not only was it a joke, it was also one of the best times I had in NCC besides National Camp and the NCO prata night.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back,
but not Not the six hundred.

Patrick drafted me into this after school yesterday, citing that he was one man short. I had to postpone my math tuition because he played a trump card. I will not elaborate on what that card was. When I arrived in school in the afternoon fully kitted out in No.4, I found out to my shock that only Patrick, Wee Keong, Jonathan Chan and I turned up.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

Despite being severely undermanned, we still managed to pull off a good one. Damn! I ran a one man show filling up the two parade squares with cars.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.

Don't feel like writing anymore... Damn shack already... end of update... farewell... Auf Widersehn... Dosvidaniya...

2009-05-22T19:00:00.002+08:00

The MYEs are over and I've screwed up big time.

Here are the casualty tallies

English--B4 (Definitely my worst showing)
Chinese--FAIL!!!!! =(
E Maths--B3
A Maths--Ditto Chinese
Biology--C5 (Score one for bullshitting)
Chemistry--C6
Physics--C6 (That's a first. From 7 passes to 7 failures for Physics in 4E2)
Combined Humanities--B4 (Damn SS... How in blue hell did I get 9 for SEQ anyway??!!)

Total L1R5--28

If this was the 'O' Levels, I'm dead. But fortunately, this is the MYEs. So, there's still time.

I need to push myself to study for Chinese.

A group of girls from KC came down yesterday and today to sell tickets for their carnival. I don't really know why they need the money so badly. All I know is that we have a debt to repay them because last year, a group of Peer Leaders went to KC to sell melamine-tainted turtles that were damn cute.

Their selling tactics were brutal. Shannon used two different analogies to describe them.

First was the 'Red Army' method. This involves swarming the victim in overwhelming numbers to persuade him to buy the tickets. The Red Army used this in the Second Werld War to overwhelm the beleagured Wehrmacht. Hence, the name of the method.

Another method used was the 'Wolfpack' method. Used by German U-boats in the same war mentioned earlier, this involves two groups of 'subs' that will close in on the victim on the left and right flank. When the victim is surrounded, its torpedoes away.

Thankfully, I escaped all of these these. I would have gladly helped. But sadly, I was so broke that I made the Lehman Brothers look rich.

Well, got to go. Over and out.

2009-05-17T19:31:00.003+08:00

The few videos above gives a good picture why I haven't posted recently.

Just writing to reflect on why I'm so f**king gaffe prone. I think I may have created some damn sort of misunderstanding between me, Tim and Mel. If you want to know what happened, ask me. Me and my bloody big mouth.

I was so pissed I decided to go on a Kraut slashing spree. It was a good change to slashing myself senseless.

Anyways... I'm posting a few more pictures to lighten the mood.

Left fur Dead 04 by ~DaemonofDecay on deviant ART

Left fur Dead 06 by ~DaemonofDecay on deviant ART

Left fur Dead 01 by ~DaemonofDecay on deviant ART

Left fur Dead 02 by ~DaemonofDecay on deviant ART

Left fur Dead 03 by ~DaemonofDecay on deviant ART

Left fur Dead 05 by ~DaemonofDecay on deviant ART

Left fur Dead - Trafalgar Beer by ~DaemonofDecay on deviant ART

Anyway, I went for a jog today and I realised I was thoroughly out of shape...

End of update.

A collection of random pics...

2009-05-12T18:25:00.007+08:00

Soldiers of War by ~Deltafreelancer on deviant ART

Call Of Duty Grenade Wallpaper by *Retoucher07030 on deviant ART

All the world's a stage by =LilFairie on deviant ART

StuGgrenadier Mecha by =Luches on deviant ART

World War 2 Poster by ~twistedndistorted on deviant ART

Stille Nacht by =DarthFar on deviant ART

Brit Union Fascist Propaganda by ~Jon-t69 on deviant ART

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2009-05-08T18:51:00.003+08:00

After-Action Report for 8th May 2009

Jig Company went about its assigned objective of taking Hill 219 from the enemy. The Company moved out at 0715 hours. At approxiamately 0750 hours, first contact was made between the enemy and the men. Heavy fire was exchanged between the men and the enemy, who was determined to hold the hill to the end. The fight for the hill was tough and gruelling and it was only taken by the men of Jig Company by 0920 hours with 9 casualties.

Expecting another counterattack, the company commander of Jig decided to consolidate their gains and to dig in.

Just as the company commander had expected, a counter attack was made by the 5057th Panzer Regiment. The counterattack was somewhat weaker than the commander had expected it to be. The enemy had attained heavy casualties in the first few minutes of fighting. However, Jig Company started to lose ground when the enemy brought in Fallschirmjager. However, the tenacity of the men of Jig ensured the hill was not given up. A blunder on the part of the enemy also contributed to his retreat. Fighting stopped at approximately 1155 hours. The company had attained another 17 casualties from the fighting. Company strength now stands at 104.

Report submitted,
Joshua Liebermann, 1st Lieutenant, Commanding

2009-05-07T18:42:00.002+08:00

Über die Schelde die Maas und den Rhein
Stießen die Panzer nach Frankreich hinein
Husaren des Führers im schwarzen Gewand
So haben sie Frankreich im Sturm überrannt
Es rasseln die Ketten, es dröhnt der Motor
Panzer rollen in Afrika vor
Panzer rollen in Afrika vor

Exams, exams and more f**king exams...

Heiß über Afrikas Boden die Sonne glüht
Unsere Panzermotoren singen ihr Lied
Deutsche Panzer im Sonnenbrand
Stehen im Kampf gegen Engeland
Es rasseln die Ketten, es dröhnt der Motor
Panzer rollen in Afrika vor

Had a massive panic attack during the A maths exam. I hope that I'll pass. E Math Paper 1 and Chemistry appeared über easy, even though I didn't study much for both of them. Social Studies was a semi-breeze. The topic I thought was the red herring came out. It was a good thing I studied for it.

Panzer des Führers ihr Britten habt acht
Die sind zu eurer Vernichtung erdacht
Sie fürchten vor Tod und
vor Teufel sich nicht
an ihnen der britische Hochmut zerbricht
Es rasseln die Ketten, es dröhnt der Motor
Panzer rollen in Afrika vor
Panzer rollen in Afrika vor

Anyways, this H1N1 flu thing has been causing a shitload of problems. Mr Lak locked the back gate and making it pretty inconvenient for me to go home. I had to make a big detour to the bus stop at Block 57. The flu scare also shifted all 4E/5N exam locations from the air-conditioned hall to the stifling classrooms.

An army without weapons is useless and so is a weapon without the soldier wielding it.

Ok... Update done...

2009-05-05T18:11:00.002+08:00

So far, this week had been funny...

It's been quite awhile already since the H1N1 influenza materialised from out of nowhere. Yi Poh was planning to make a doomsday speech for Obama for when the flu got damn serious. Since he's probably nowhere near completing the speech. I should try it out.

Anyways, Monday had been hillarious. Mr Lak made a flurry of in-class announcements becaude of the inluenza crisis. It kinda pissed everyone off. Especially the teachers, who had their lessons disrupted for ten minuites at a time or so. Mdm Yu took some time to divert the lesson to talk about the influenza, citing that this was a hot topic for the upcoming 'O' Levels for Chinese.

Speaking of exams, the whole block of them start tomorrow. I haven't really studied for any subject. Just did routine revisions that ended in blogging or random surfing.

I'm taking a heavy calulated risk for Social Studies. I'm only going to study two of the four chapters that will be covered. Hopefully, the SBQs will be de-contextualised and the SEQs will focus on at least one of the two topics I'm mugging for.

Ah well, I'm screwed...

2009-05-02T13:19:00.005+08:00

Goddamn it...

Can't be bothered to post today...

So, I'll post a coupola videos. Enjoy.

2009-04-26T16:24:00.003+08:00

Won't you Lord,
Take a look at our hands.
Everything we have,
Use it for ur plan.

I feel very tempted to leak out details of the publicity campaign for the upcoming Amazing Race.

Won't you Lord,
Take a look at our heart.
Mold it, refine it,
As you set us apart.

If you thought I was talking about the Amazing Race reality TV by AXN, you are so wrong. I was referring to the Anazing Race event my church is organising. It would be held sometime in June I think...

We want to run to the altar,
And catch the fire.
To stand in the gap,
Between the living and the dead.

I'm bored. I ain't got much to write about except that I realised a long time ago that the second day of my NCC camp is my birthday. I had wanted to post this but had forgotten, so here. Anyways, no one is reading this damn blog so chances of me getting birthday bashed because of this is low.

Give us a heart of compassion,
For a world without vision.
We will make a difference,
Bringing hope to our land.

I'm kinda bored now so I'm gonna list down a few interesting quotes that never were.

"Veni, Vidi, Fugi--I came, I saw, I ran away" -Julius Caesar on meeting the armies of Pompey the Great in Northern Italia in 49 BC.

"If someone strikes you on the right cheek take your sword and strike him down before he strikes you on your left cheek" -Jesus (total blasphemy)

"You can't win, Pilate. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine."-Jesus (another piece of blasphemy, but it was true to a certain extent)

"We shall fight them on the beaches, we shall fight them in the hills, we shall fight with growing confidence on land and sea, we shall never surrender."- Winston Churchill, former First Lord of the Admiralty and leader of the military junta that launched a coup against Communist Britain in 1924

"And who is to blame? We might need a scapegoat but I'm damned if I can think of anybody right now." -Unknown

"The way to win an atomic war is to make certain you are the ones to start it." -Omar N. Bradley
"Damn the torpedoes, retreat." -Admiral David G. Farragut

"Fighting a land war in Asia is one of the simplest tasks military can be given" -Douglas MacArthur

"We shall return to the Egypt, the land that received our father Joseph into its bosom, and submit ourselves to the mercy of Pharaoh and Pharaoh's gods" - Moses

"We hung seperatly, so now we must hang together." -Last words of American rebel Benjamin Franklin, after refusing a royal pardon, 1777.

"I'll be back!" -General Douglas MacArthur

"Berlin is worth a war." - Dwight D. Eisenhower, 1945

"One zombie is an abomination, a million zombies is a statistic."- Josef Stalin, on the Great Zombie Purge of 1936.

"Damn the cannons, we charge!"--US Army cavalry colonel David Farragut just before leading the assault that broke the Confederate lines at the Battle of Gettysburg.

We will answer the call.
To build this church without wall.
Let your glory be shown.
Bring salvation to the Lord.

2009-04-25T12:40:00.002+08:00

I'm a born pessimist...

Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret

Everything about this week was screwed. Chinese was screwed, English was screwed and so was Sports Day.

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Let's start with the Chinese MYE. I f**k it up as per normal every year. So, there is nothing much to write about.

Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets

Buggering up an English paper is DEFINITELY not normal. I failed to complete the situational writing segment of Paper 1 and did not leave a double-line spacing for summary in Paper 2 (I'm hoping that I won't get penalised for that). I'll be lucky if I pass. A probable divine intervention if I get a distinction.

Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America's best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret

Sports Day was also crapped up as well. Let's see... We ended on time this year when on other years, Sports Day usually ended with thirty to forty-five minuites to spare. Got into a scuffle with Dalton and the two of us are now in a state of cold war.

Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request

Not everything was bad though. For my yeoman duty, Three Part B cadets and I had to cover the top row of the grandstand to prevent anyone from skiving off by jumping off it and onto the grass (Don't laugh, people have done it before and they got away unscathed.) Our area, which was on the right side of the stands, was relatively quiet compared to the other end which was manned by NCC Air personnel (not implying anything bad, that sector had a s**tload of 5N students and well... the rest is history).

Put silver wings on my son's chest
Make him one of America's best
He'll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret.

De Oppresso Liber

Fiden Vel Ventus--Confident of Win? What in blue hell were the Prefect EXCO thinking??!!

2009-04-19T18:33:00.003+08:00

你指向远方爱情很晴朗
笑问不如今后就我们俩
怕泪会反光钻进你的胸膛
但那不是感动是泪无法储藏

Under normal circumstances, I would never add a chinese song as pare of any of my blog posts. However, for this post, I'm making an exception. Why? I ain't got a f***ing clue...

把美梦锁上以为是天堂
羽翼折起在你身边静静躺
却只能用目光在空中翱翔
还得乔装安份靠在你肩膀

I don't really feel like posting today, even though I'm obliged to. So here goes...

放了爱
为了爱
这不是我该怎么生活
放了爱

In the wake of Mr Edwards epic failure that is called International Friendship week, I posed this question to some people: "If your class were to be the world, what country would you be?". The answer had to do with the person's standing in the class. I got some interesting responses.

你说你喜欢我笑得开朗
你越温柔我越不想撒谎
我已办不到你想要的那样
客气地配合你我感觉更勉强

Yi Poh-- Israel, able to attack other countries and no one gives a s**t.
Shannon--Singapore(not for obvious reasons), for a having a lack of enemies.
Over the course of the week, I have forgotten answers given by the others I had posed the question to.

别人的幸福何必要模仿
心不在何苦留躯壳在身旁
加满自由我要无重量飞翔
就算以分离收场

As for me, I'm North Korea. I'm the attention seeking emo kid (or poser, whichever way you see it) sitting at the back of the class. I have just launched several Taepodong missiles in the form of Kilroys and at ths point of time, the UN and Security Council (Mdm soh and the 4E2 class commitee) have yet to slap a sanction on me.

放了爱
为了爱
这不是我该怎么生活
放了爱
我会明白有种拥有叫做放手

But anyways, I'm planning on writing an alternate history narrative. This narrative would be about the planned American invasion of Japan (DOWNFALL). I have yet to come up with plot details but have come up with the dramatis personae and a few interesting events. Any ideas would be welcomed.

我的心为爱流离失所
紧握最后回家的线索
等到寻获真正的我
证明我决定没有错

CORONET

Dramatis Personae

D'Cruz, Second Lieutanant Lucas. B-25 Co-Pilot, USAAF

Aldrich, Staff Sergeant Shannon. 11th Airborne Division, 187th Glider Infantry Regiment, Able Company

Powalsky, Sergeant Benjamin. 11th Airborne Division, 187th Glider Infantry Regiment, Able Company

Verhoven, Sergeant Timothy. 11th Airborne Division, 187th Glider Infantry Regiment, Able Company

Liebermann, Corporal Joshua. 11th Airborne Division, 187th Glider Infantry Regiment, Able Company

Doyle, Private Kenneth. 11th Airborne Division, 187th Glider Infantry Regiment, Able Company

Winters, Lieutenant Colonel Richard "Dick", 101st Airborne, 506th Parachure Infantry Regiment

Mitsuke, Private First Class Kenta, 1st Imperial Guards Division

Mitsuke, Sumiko

放了爱
为了爱
这不是我想要的生活
放了爱
你会明白有种拥有叫做放手放了爱

2009-04-12T19:48:00.003+08:00

You lived,
You died,
You rose again on high.
You opened the way for the world to live again.
Hallelujah, for all You’ve done.

Glücklich Auferstehung Sonntag ein und alle.

My savior,
Redeemer,
Lifted me from the miry clay.

Didn't do much today except to go to church for the Ressurrection Sunday service. The whole class hogged three quarters of one row of the pews. Hell, It would have been a full house if not for two certain renegades who were stoning at another end of the worship hall.

Almighty.
Forever, I will never be the same.
'Cause You came hereFrom the everlasting.
To the world we live.
The Father’s only Son.

This week is a full week, not a week with a long weekend. I thought that sports day was this week until P.E. on Wenesday.

You lived,
You died,
You rose again on high.
You opened the way for the world to live again.
Hallelujah, for all You’ve done.

Speaking of Wednesday, we the No.1 boys (Kevin, Gable, Dalton and I) went to HQ to return the uniform. We had to 'zhao' training, we took our time and on Dalton's suggestion, claimed that there were two Land units at the store who turned up to collect their No. 1 uniform. After which, we went to AMK hub and took a light snack at MOS burger. Due to boredom, we played a stupid game in which we made up a story by each of us saying one sentence at a time. The results of such action were utterly hillarious.

Who Dares Wins

Well, I only have a few weeks left in NCC before the stand down. Better make the most of it.

2009-04-11T12:42:00.000+08:00

Murphy's Laws of Combat

The following rules of combat have been obtained from a Googled website. Some of the laws may
be similar to one another.

Friendly fire - isn't.
Recoilless rifles - aren't.
Suppressive fires - won't.
You are not Superman; Marines and fighter pilots take note.
A sucking chest wound is Nature's way of telling you to slow down.
If it's stupid but it works, it isn't stupid.
Try to look unimportant; the enemy may be low on ammo and not want to waste a bullet on you. If at first you don't succeed, call in an airstrike.
If you are forward of your position, your artillery will fall short.
Never share a foxhole with anyone braver than yourself.
Never go to bed with anyone crazier than yourself.
Never forget that your weapon was made by the lowest bidder.
If your attack is going really well, it's an ambush.
The enemy diversion you're ignoring is their main attack.
The enemy invariably attacks on two occasions: when they're ready or when you're not.
No OPLAN ever survives initial contact.
There is no such thing as a perfect plan.
Five second fuzes always burn three seconds.
There is no such thing as an atheist in a foxhole.

A retreating enemy is probably just falling back and regrouping.
The important things are always simple; the simple are always hard.
The easy way is always mined.
Teamwork is essential; it gives the enemy other people to shoot at.
Don't look conspicuous; it draws fire. For this reason, it is not at all uncommon for aircraft carriers to be known as bomb magnets.
Never draw fire; it irritates everyone around you.
If you are short of everything but the enemy, you are in the combat zone.
When you have secured the area, make sure the enemy knows it too.
Incoming fire has the right of way.
No combat ready unit has ever passed inspection.
No inspection ready unit has ever passed combat.
If the enemy is within range, so are you.
The only thing more accurate than incoming enemy fire is incoming friendly fire.
Things which must be shipped together as a set, aren't.
Things that must work together, can't be carried to the field that way.
Radios will fail as soon as you need fire support.
Radar tends to fail at night and in bad weather (and especially during both).
Anything you do can get you killed, including nothing.
Make it too tough for the enemy to get in, and you won't be able to get out.

Tracers work both ways.
If you take more than your fair share of objectives, you will get more than your fair share of objectives to take.
When both sides are convinced they're about to lose, they're both right.
Professional soldiers are predictable; the world is full of dangerous amateurs.
Military Intelligence is an oxymoron.
Fortify your front; you'll get your rear shot up.
Weather ain't neutral.
If you can't remember, the Claymore is pointed towards you.
Air defense motto: shoot 'em down; sort 'em out on the ground.
'Flies high, it dies; low and slow, it'll go.
The Cavalry doesn't always come to the rescue.
Napalm is an area support weapon.
Mines are equal opportunity weapons.
B-52s are the ultimate close support weapon.
Sniper's motto: reach out and touch someone.
Killing for peace is like screwing for virginity.
The one item you need is always in short supply.
Interchangeable parts aren't.
It's not the one with your name on it; it's the one addressed "to whom it may concern" you've got to think about.

The No.1 boys (from left: 1SG(NCC) Gable Ong, 3SG(NCC) Joshua Lim, SSG(NCC) Dalton Ang.)
(Not in picture: 1SG (NCC) Keven Turmanken)

When in doubt, empty your magazine.
The side with the simplest uniforms wins.
Combat will occur on the ground between two adjoining maps.
If the Platoon Sergeant can see you, so can the enemy.
Never stand when you can sit, never sit when you can lie down, never stay awake when you can sleep.
The most dangerous thing in the world is a Second Lieutenant with a map and a compass. Exceptions prove the rule, and destroy the battle plan.
Everything always works in your HQ, everything always fails in the Colonel's HQ.
The enemy never watches until you make a mistake.
One enemy soldier is never enough, but two is entirely too many.
A clean (and dry) set of BDU's is a magnet for mud and rain.
The worse the weather, the more you are required to be out in it.
Whenever you have plenty of ammo, you never miss.
Whenever you are low on ammo, you can't hit the broad side of a barn.
The more a weapon costs, the farther you will have to send it away to be repaired.
The complexity of a weapon is inversely proportional to the IQ of the weapon's operator.
Field experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.
No matter which way you have to march, its always uphill.
If enough data is collected, a board of inquiry can prove anything.

For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism (in boot camp).
Airstrikes always overshoot the target, artillery always falls short.
When reviewing the radio frequencies that you just wrote down,
the most important ones are always illegible.
Those who hesitate under fire usually do not end up KIA or WIA.
The tough part about being an officer is that the troops don't know what they want, but they know for certain what they don't want.
To steal information from a person is called plagiarism.
To steal information from the enemy is called gathering intelligence.
The weapon that usually jams when you need it the most is the M60.
The perfect officer for the job will transfer in the day after that billet is filled by someone else. When you have sufficient supplies & ammo, the enemy takes 2 weeks to attack.
When you are low on supplies & ammo the enemy decides to attack that night.
The newest and least experienced soldier will usually win the Medal of Honor.
A Purple Heart just proves that were you smart enough to think of a plan, stupid enough to try it, and lucky enough to survive.
Murphy was a grunt.
Beer Math --> 2 beers times 37 men equals 49 cases.
Body count Math --> 3 guerrillas plus 1 probable plus 2 pigs equals 37 enemies killed in action. The bursting radius of a hand grenade is always one foot greater than your jumping range.
All-weather close air support doesn't work in bad weather.
The combat worth of a unit is inversely proportional to the smartness of its outfit and appearance.
The crucial round is a dud.
Every command which can be misunderstood, will be.
There is no such place as a convenient foxhole.

All the President's men

Don't ever be the first, don't ever be the last and don't ever volunteer to do anything.
If your positions are firmly set and you are prepared to take the enemy assault on, he will bypass you.
If your ambush is properly set, the enemy won't walk into it.
If your flank march is going well, the enemy expects you to outflank him.
Density of fire increases proportionally to the curiousness of the target.
Odd objects attract fire - never lurk behind one.
The more stupid the leader is, the more important missions he is ordered to carry out.
The self-importance of a superior is inversely proportional to his position in the hierarchy (as is his deviousness and mischievousness).
There is always a way, and it usually doesn't work.
Success occurs when no one is looking, failure occurs when the General is watching.
The enemy never monitors your radio frequency until you broadcast on an unsecured channel. Whenever you drop your equipment in a fire-fight, your ammo and grenades always fall the farthest away, and your canteen always lands at your feet.
As soon as you are served hot chow in the field, it rains.
Never tell the Platoon Sergeant you have nothing to do.
The seriousness of a wound (in a fire-fight) is inversely proportional to the distance to any form of cover.
Walking point = sniper bait.
Your bivouac for the night is the spot where you got tired of marching that day.
If only one solution can be found for a field problem, then it is usually a stupid solution.
If you enter the C.O.'s presence with an idea, you leave the C.O.'s presence with his idea.

All or any of the above combined.

2009-04-10T18:13:00.001+08:00

Heute war Karfreitag...

You did not wait for me to draw near to You.
But you clothed yourself with frail humanity.

Didn't do much. Went to Church for the Good Friday observation service. After which, I went for lunch with Clement and my bro. Again, after which, my bro and I went to E2Max for a few rounds of Left 4 Dead with ~~Shannen~~ Shannon and Ian Leong.

You did not wait for me to cry out to You.
But You let me hear Your voice calling me.

Now, for what happened last week...

And I'm forever grateful to You.

I'm forever grateful for the cross.

And I'm forever Grateful to You.

That You came to seek and save the lost.

The Speech Day parade was screwed to hell and gone. Firstly, the escorts (namely Kevin and Gable) , under initiative, decided to wait at the car porch for the Guest-of-Honor. What they failed to realise was that the GOH was already inside the General Office when Kevin and Gable made their way to the car porch. As a result, the GOH did not have an escort when he inspected the Guard-Of-Honor.

Thank You for the cross the mighty cross

That God himself should die fore such as us.

And everyday, we're changed into His image more and more

Yes, by the cross we've truly been transformed.

Secondly, the parade fell apart when it got to the marchpast. When the parade warrants gave the command for the contingents to face right, some cadets/scouts screwed up the dressing and therefore how they looked. To sum it all up, I quote Mr Kng (Mdm Soh's understudy-- praying real hard that he will NOT release the class late when school's out) in saying that the parade went 'gabra'.

We're so amazed, and we give You praise.

That You would save us at such a cost.

We're so amazed, and we give You praise.

For the power of the cross.

Anyway, I'm running out of time. I'll just like to let you know that the photos of me in No.1 are NOT photoshopped. If you want to know the story behind it. feel free to ask me.

Auf widersehen, mein kameraden.

"People die for their countries and for their causes, but Jesus died for the world."

Note: will be changing skin soon

2009-04-01T18:40:00.004+08:00

---Start Transmission---

April's Fool day (or whatever you call it) was yesterday...

The day you saved me.
Your love so gripped me.
What mattered in past.
Become ties to be cut

Didn't carry out the plans that the crew at the E.M.I.C (Early Morining Idiot Club) planned because it was WAY too late... We failed to drag Mr Lak's car to the centre of the parade square or declare a fake half day throughout the whole school...

Your Word made me see
My life couldnt be
The same as the world
When I follow thee

Even though the plans weren't carried out, other goofballs around the school took the initiative to prank their teachers.

I'm set apart a stranger in this world
No more at home at peace with the ways of this world
Your Spirit keeps me going in this race
Till i meet You in a better place
Until then i really need Your grace

My class and 4E1 did not play any pranks because about 90% of the class' populations were made up of people who last had fun when Raffles landed in Singapore.

The journey of faith
Your Spirit You gave
To show me Your way
Should I go astray

That's beside the point. Anyway, 4E4 pranked Miss Er and Miss Teng when they rotated their classroom 180 degrees. They locked the front door, opened the back door and moved the teacher's table towards the back of the class. As a result, the whole class faced the heavily decorated noticeboard at the back of the classroom.

Zheng Xiang: Eh, the whiteboard damn dirty leh! Someone go clean it...

When Miss Juliana Er walked into the classroom, she played along with the joke and instructed the class to take out their Reading Rites. But what she didn't notice was that the clock was set 20 minutes faster in the classroom, so she fell for the trick and left the classroom 20 minutes earlier.

But often I do
Prone to sin, grieving You
Lord, please do hold my hand
With Your strength I shall stand

2N1 also pulled off the same prank... just that they fooled Ms Pearl Ong and Mr Lim. The former got pranked by the rotating classroom gag. The latter got fooled into thinking that two boys were fighting and tried to intervene, only to be told that it was an April Fool's joke.

I'm set apart a stranger in this world
No more at home at peace with the ways of this world
Your Spirit keeps me going in this race
Till I meet You in a better place
Until then I really need Your grace

Of all the pranks that I have heard of so far, the biggest prank award goes to the Sec 3s. They switched the classroom signboards across the level during recess so that 3E1 bacame 3E5. They then rushed into any random classroom and gave any post-recess period teachers a huge dillema in trying to figure out who was in who's classroom.

Towards heaven my home
My Lord, I'll behold
Where tears no more flow
Death no longer holds

However, the award for most pranks went to 4E5. Pranks employed were as follows:
1) Art students in D&T lab and vice versa.

2) Mr Suhaimi getting "taoed" by the entire class

Mr Suhaimi: Gentlemen, I need you in your groups now...
Brendan: (checks his watch) Balaji, can you go to the General Office to check what time Mr Suhaimi's coming down? Apparently, he's late...

3)Mdm Lau: So, gentlemen, you see. Negative vectors are just...
(bell goes off, clock reads 12.20pm)
(class packs up bags and pushes in their chairs)
Monitor: Class greet.
4E5: Thank you Mdm Lau and may God bless you!
(class walks out)

4)Quoted from Samual Phua, edited for grammatical errors (what? you can't blame me for being a stickler for English even on the Internet... I do not use short forms unless deemed necessary.)

"For our class, the most hilarious one was during Mr D'Cruz's English period.
Clifford was the one who organised the joke.
The joke was played 10 minutes into the lesson.

On Clifford's count, we would all fall asleep on our desks at the same time when Mr D'
Cruz was not looking.When Mr D'cruz looked around, he saw all of us with our heads on the table.

Mr D'Cruz:"Ehh what happened to y'all?" (surprised look)

The joke lasted around 1 minute, while Mr D'cruz went around knocking on the desks.
Everybody laughed after that."

So onward I go
Your glory's my goal
So help me O Lord
That my steps may be bold

This is so NOT my finest hour... Courtesy of Cheng Yi Wei...

I'm set apart a stranger in this world
No more at home at peace with the ways of this world
Your Spirit keeps me going in this race
Till i meet You in a better place
Until then I really need Your grace

Bring on the 15km jungle walk!!!

---End Transmission---

http://www.combatreform2.com/battleships.htm

2009-03-28T15:22:00.002+08:00

Can't really remembered what happend during the week...

Because of that, I'll post a random quiz from Ryan Chong's blog... (well, he does not know about mine... but I know about this. ~~All hail the KGB! Heil Stalin!~~)

A : You like to drink.
B : You like people.
C : You are really silly.
D : One in a million.
E : Unbelievably great in bed.
F : You are dead sexy.
G : You never let people tell you what to do.
H : You are Quirky.
I : Great In Bed.
J : People Adore you.
K : You're wild and crazy.
L : Unbelievably great in bed.
M : Best kisser ever.
N : You like to drink.
O : Awesome kisser.
P : You are popular with all types of people.
Q : You are a hypocrite.
R: Unbelievably great in bed.
S : Easy to fall in love with.
T : You're loyal to those you love.
U : You really like to chill.
V : You are not judgemental.
W : You are very broad minded.
X : You never let people tell you what to do.
Y : Best boy/girlfriend any one can ask for.
Z : You really like to chill.

J: People Adore You
(Doubt it)
O : Awesome kisser.
(I'll have to get back to you on that one)
S : Easy to fall in love with.
(Ditto Juliet)
H : You are Quirky.
(Hell, yes I am!)
U : You really like to chill.
(Lepak one corner siul...)
A : You like to drink.
(Let's see... Irish malt, wine, brandy, whiskey... would like to try vodka or schnapps in the future...)

L : Unbelievably great in bed.
(Ditto Oscar)
I : Great In Bed.
(Ditto Lima) (Do I look like a sex god to you?)
M : Best kisser ever.
(Ditto India)

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go on a German killing rampage (join me if you must, but it ain't gonna pretty).

2009-03-27T09:18:00.002+08:00

One of our planes was missing.
Two hours overdue.
One of our planes was missing.
With all its gallant crew.
The radio sets were humming.
We waited for a word.
Then a noise broke.
Through the humming and this is what we heard:

5 long weekends in a row...

Comin' in on a wing and a prayer.
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer.
Though there's one motor gone,we can still carry on.
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer.

E-learning Day (today), Founder's Day, Good Friday, the Sports Carnival and Labour Day all in a row. What more can a student ask for?

What a show, what a fight, boys.
We really hit our target for tonight.
How we sing as we limp through the air.
Look below, there's our field over there.
With just one motor gone, we can still carry on.
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer.

Except that I'll probably be forced to mug during those five days...

Still can't log into Facebook... So I'll probably be forced to blog until this bulls**t can be resolved.

Can't say that this was a boring week other than the long weekend that starts today. I'll get back to you if I can remember what went ton this week...

random quizzes...

2009-03-21T15:04:00.003+08:00

Probability of killing, 67%

You have probably seen death. You watch too many horror flicks, play too much violent videogames, or probably exposed to death by where you live. or maybe you have lots of problems with enemies or have little self-esteem. The factors add up that you need to avoid situations or people that could push you to that point.

Are you capable of killing
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What Your Name Says About You

Your name says that you are mostly:

Talented but unmotivated

Your name also says you are:

Moral but jealous

Charismatic but impulsive

Independent but distant

What Does Your Name Say About You?

What mental disorder do you have? Your Result: Paranoia You are constantly thinking about what others may be saying about you behind your back. You may also feel people have conspiracies against you, or they are out to get you. In crowds you may feel like everybody is watching to closely.
Manic Depressive
GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder)
OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)
ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder)
What mental disorder do you have? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

Your EQ is 100

You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.

You're a bit moody, and sometimes you have trouble coping with every day life.

But you're by no means depressed, and your good days definitely out number your bad days.

There's nothing really wrong with your life, but you may not be living up to your actual potential.

Negative emotions can be a real drain of your energy, so make sure you have them under control.

What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?

What kind of gun are you? Your Result: M16 You are well-rounded individual. You are smart, talented, and an "Alpha Dog". You do the job right the first time, and leave no witnesses. You are the best of the best.
M4 Carbine
Remington 870
Colt 1911
Remington M700 Sniper platform
AK 47
H&K MP5
M249 SAW
What kind of gun are you? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

2009-03-21T14:20:00.001+08:00

Another week flies by in the blink of an eye...

Silver Dolphins on their chest.
These are men, America's best;
One hundred men, she'll have today,
But only three, the normal way.' "

I'd better get used to the concept of having fake holidays...

Wir haben Tag und Nacht
kein Auge zugemacht
Bei der großen Jagd auf hoher See.
Und hinterm Doppelglas
bis auf die Knochen nass,
spähn die Wachen aus nach B.R.T.
Die Diesel stampfen, die See geht schwer,
so klein ist das Bootund so groß ist das Meer,
das kommt es auf jedes Lederpäckchen an
vom Kaleu bis zum letzten Mann.

This week has been pretty FUBAR if I must add...

Heimat, so weit von hier,
Heimat, dich grüßen wir
Für dich, da fahren wir
den lauernden Tod im Torpedorohr,
ran an den Feind! U-Boote vor.

Screwed up Biology practical assesment, left my pencilcase in the Physics lab, spilt dilute hydrochoric acid on my hand, broke a few test tubes and had a nose that was out of commission for about two hours from the pungent scent of the gases given out by the chemicals in the Chem lab. Hell, they ought to equip all the science labs with gas masks... Also, Yi Poh decided to PMS on me for awhile when I asked why he's gone cold turkey on gaming and I'm having loads of difficulty accessing Facebook...

Befehl an vierzig Mann!
Jetzt. Jungens geht es ran.
Alle Rohre klar und Feuer frei.
Wenn auch der Feind
nach Süd in wildem Zack entflieht
Unsre Aale, die gehen nicht vorbei.
Zuerst da kommt ein Tanker dran,
schon läuft der Torpedound zündet ihn an.
Da leuchtet am Himmel ein feuriges Fanal
Als ein Gruß unserm Admiral.

If theres one good thing to come out of this week, It would be that I've kind of improved my skills in CoD5 on PS3... Killed Brendan 6 times on Asylum (most of which are just lucky shots). Also fought for that little emo corner in the toilet on Asylum. Now, since I can't log into Facebook because of the format change, I'm gonna start sending Jap freighters to the bottom of Davy Jones' locker...

Heimat, so weit von hier,
Heimat, dich grüßen wir
Für dich, da fahren wir
den lauernden Tod im Torpedorohr,
ran an den Feind! U-Boote vor.

2009-03-14T17:27:00.002+08:00

I'm having an uber hard time trying to log into Facebook. I managed to get in for a short period of time only to find out that this may have been caused by some glitch when the Facebook team reformatted the damn thing. But, I had to reboot my computer because I opened up some faulty window and it hung on me. So, as of now, I'm still stuck at square one.

Now, to bullshit about what happened during the week.

Monday-- Got back English results. I so pwned the entire class. Still coming to terms with this unlikely victory.

Tuesday-- Career fair. Zhaoed halfway and went to McDonalds.

Wednesday to Friday-- Adam Khoo's "I am gifted, so ~~are~~I con you" programme. Quite fun. Not to mention that alot of interesting things happened. ~~(Daniel's crush on Pamela, one of the facilitators. Li Wee's outburst of anger on Friday and the student leader EXCOs suaning Li Wee behind his back. The list goes on and on.)~~

Today--Went down to NCC HQ to support NCC Air for their Freestyle drill performance. It was quite ok. A waste that they did not get to the Grand Finals. Still, to quote Adam Khoo (or one of his facilitators), That ain't no failure, its a learning experience. From what I heard, they're planning to do this for Speech Day.

Okay... That's all folks

2009-03-06T18:53:00.002+08:00

I'm pissed off...

I am a Specialist of the National Cadet Corps.
I serve with pride and dedication.
I excel in my specialist duties, ensure the discipline of my cadets and will nurture them to their potential.
I overcome difficulties with my adventurous spirit.
I will uphold the prestige of the National Cadet Corps to be the premiere uniformed group in Singapore.

Don't really want to say what made me damn angry... Yep, you guessed it, those pack of fools that call themselves 4E2... If you've guessed it, 10/10 and a gold star for you...
This is my rifle.
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My rifle is my best friend.
It is my life.
I must master it as I master my life.
Without me, my rifle is useless.
Without my rifle, I am useless.
I must fire my rifle true.
I must shoot straighter than any enemy who is trying to kill me.
I must shoot him before he shoots me.
I will....

Now, on to other things. I've finished off what's left of TA1 and here's how I thought I did for those subjects.

My rifle and myself know that what counts in this war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make.
We know that it is the hits that count.
We will hit...

Chemistry--SNAFUBB
History-- If I'm really optimistic, I may get that A1 for History that has been eluding me for a long time...
Additional Maths--Quite ok...
Biology--Ditto A Maths

My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother.
I will learn its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel.
I will keep my rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready.
We will become part of each other. We will...

I'm obliged to post by Friday... At least once a week even though the only living organsims reading this may be crickets...

2009-03-01T19:21:00.002+08:00

All hands on deck, comrades!
Our last parade is beginning.
Our proud “Varyag” doesn’t surrender to an enemy.
Nobody asks for mercy.

After much thought, I've remembered what went on for the week: Tests, tests and more tests.

All pennants are curling and some chains are jingling.
While they are lifting some anchors.
Placing in a row guns are preparing to a combat.
They sparkle ominously on the sun.

Since time is short, I'm giving a rundown of how I think I fared for TA1 so far

It is whining, and is thundering, and is roaring around.
There are the roar of guns and the hissing of shells.
And our fearless proud “Variag” became equal.
To a sheer hell.

Chinese--SNAFUBB (Situation Normal: All F***ed Up Beyond Belief)
English--Think I did ok. Can expect an A1 from there
Elementary Mathematics--Screwed up about a few marks worth of questions
Physics--Ditto E Maths
Social Studies--Left out the comparison question. Have every reason to believe that I will get a mediocre pass.

Some bodies are quivering in mortal pains.
There are the roar of guns, and a noise, and plaints.
And the ship is enveloped by the sea of a fire.
The minutes of a farewell began.

Now for those that have yet to pass

Farewell, comrades, with God - Hurra!
A boiling sea is under us.
We with you, old fellows, didn’t suppose yesterday.
That we shall die today under waves!

Chemistry--Two months of slacking off has made me forget which bases are insoluble...
History--Can make it...When the Fuehrer says: We is the Master Race.
We heil, heil, right in the Fuehrer's face...
Additional Maths--Ditto Chinese
Biology--Need to study...Bulls***ting properly about something is half the battle won.

Neither a stone, nor a cross will show where we died.
For the Glory of the Russian Banner.
And only sea waves will glorify.
The heroic death of “Varyag”.

2009-02-27T18:48:00.002+08:00

I can't be complelled to remember anything that happened for the past week. I really can't.

Methinks I should fill this space up with a useless quiz from Facebook...

[x] Gotten detention. (When you've been in Mdm Soh's form class for four years, this is possible 24/7)
[ ] Gotten your phone taken away in class.
[ ] Gotten suspended.
[ ] Gotten caught chewing gum.
[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.
Total: 0

[ ] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.
[x] Didn’t do homework over 5 times.
[ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late
[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it.
[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.
Total so far: 1

[x] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.
[x] Texted people during class.
[x] Passed notes.
[x] Threw stuff across the room. (But sir, I'm testing out the aerodynamics of this paper plane. Surely some physics in involved right?)
[x] Laughed at the teacher. (when he/she makes a horrendously horrible mistake)
Total so far: 6

[ ] Pulled down the fire alarm.
[x] Went on myspace , facebook , xanga , etc. on the computer at school.
[x] Took pictures during school hours. (The classic "I Want You For the U.S. Army" pose courtesy of Bing Zhang today and also during Bio/Chem/Physics practicals.)
[x] Called someone during school hours.
[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc. during class.
Total so far: 10

[ ] Threw something at the teacher.
[x] Went outside the classroom without permission.
[ ] Broke the dress code.
[ ]Failed a class.
[ ] Ate food during class.
Total so far: 11

[x] Gotten a call from school.
[ ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.
[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school. (If its only one or two items, then yes)
[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.
[x] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking. (I'm oh so evil...)
[x] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear.
Total so far: 15

[x] Faked your parents signature.
[x] Slept in class.
[x] Cursed at a teacher to their face. (Does mouthing "Oh F***" count?
[x] Copied homework

grand total: 19

Multiply by 3: 57%

Therefore (three dot thingummyjig), this shows that I screwed up about 57% of my school life.

"Students of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your textbooks!"

2009-02-20T18:46:00.002+08:00

Apple and pear trees were a-blooming,
Mist was creeping on the river.
Katyusha set out on the banks,
On the steep and lofty bank.

Allow me to begin by commenting on my currently SNAFU status in five words: It sucks to be me.

She was walking, singing a song,
About a grey steppe eagle.
About her true love,
Whose letters she was keeping.

Clement, Eliada, Sharlene and I went over to Li Wei's place on Sunday to give her a rudimentary surprise party. She was sufficently surprised so to speak. Gave her a birthday card, a cupcake for a birthday cake (She had a fever, we ain't cheapskates) and Clement passed to her a present which I think was a emergency stationary kit for the O levels fitted out with everything (and the package was sealed by two lazy chains).

Oh you song! Little song of a maiden,
Head for the bright sun.
And reach for the soldier on the far-away border,
Along with greetings from Katyusha.

I had to wear my No 4 uniform to school on Wednesday. That was to commemorade Total Defence Day which was for days overdue. The coronetist's (or whatever you bloody hell call him) rendition of the Last Post was SNAFUedBAR. I came up with a conspiracy therory that claimed that the band purposely screws up the Last Post to show the UGs who was top dog. The Secondary 1 cadets also came in today. They played some games and went through an intro session courtesy of Mr Michael Lim. Kevin pointed out to me some of the would-be UDIs among the Sec Ones. Obvious pick was Nicholas, Eugene's brother. We only hope that he would not become a Kush V.2. Another pick by Kevin was a very enthu chap called Martin Tang. He answered most of the questions posed by Mr Lim correctly and I've seen him in the library reading books about the Vietnam War and stuff like that. But then again, now is too early a time to comment on who would be what. Only time will tell.

Let him remember an ordinary girl,
And hear how she sings,,
Let him preserve the Motherland,
Same as Katyusha preserves their love.

I'm probably so FUBAR today that this may well be my most FUBAR post ever.

2009-02-14T16:15:00.003+08:00

Rot scheint die Sonne, fertig gemacht.
Wer weiß ob sie morgen für uns auch noch lacht.
Werft an die Motoren, schiebt Vollgas hinein.
Startet los, flieget ab, heute geht es zum Feind.

Today's Valentine's Day...Since I'm quite lonely, I'm here in the library mugging and doing this post at the same time.

An die Maschinen, an die Maschinen.
Kamerad, da gibt es kein zurück.
Fern im Osten stehen dunkle Wolken.
Komm' mit und zage nicht, komm' mit.

To be frank, I get über depressed during this period of time. The time when florist jack up the prices of roses by near insane standards. The insane amount of couples during this period. I think its natural that a history geek like me feels this depression and jealousy. This can also be complicated by the fact that I'm a jerk and very socially inept.

Donnern Motoren, Gedanken allein.
Denkt jeder noch schnell an die Lieben daheim.
Dann kommt Kameraden, zum Sprung das Signal.
Wir fliegen zum Feind, zünden dort das Fanal.

Speaking of roses, I've got a very interesting story for all who reads this blog (Yes, this includes you crickets out there). (Li Wee) If you're reading this, I'm terribly sorry for bringing this up. But then again, almost everyone in school knows about this story and this is an über old joke. So here goes:

Schnell wird gelandet, schnell wird gelandet.
Kamerad, da gibt es kein Zurück.
Hoch am Himmel stehen dunkle Wolken.
Komm mit und zage nicht, komm mit.

On Teacher's Day about say, 3 years ago. Li Wee gave a rose to Mdm Lau after Math class (or after school, not really sure about the details). Li Wee had to give a rose to her of all flowers for him to be misunderstood. It was further made worse by the fact that he gave the flower to Mdm Lau just after class in full view of everyone, therefore putting Li Wee in a rather awkward position(No pun intended). To make it three times worse, Li Wee ran after Mdm Lau just to give her the flower. Its a good thing he did not dig his own grave farther by passing the flower to her Casanova-style(i.e. stalk in mouth).

Klein unser Häuflein, wild unser Blut.
Wir fürchten den Feind nicht und auch nicht den Tod.
Wir wissen nur eines, wenn Deutschland in Not.
Zu kämpfen, zu siegen, zu sterben den Tod.

Anyways, there are two nice WWII movies in the cinemas, Valkyrie and Defiance. I don't really know which one I should watch. For Valkyrie, I know very well how the assasination attempt played out. The plot of Defiance was pretty new to me. I knew about resistance details pinning down hordes of Nazis, helping out downed Allied and Soviet airmen and the like. But the story of the Bielski brothers was pretty new to me. Even then, I'm still clueless about which to watch.

An die Gewehre, an die Gewehre.
Kamerad, da gibt es kein Zurück.
Fern im Westen stehen dunkle Wolken.
Komm mit und zage nicht, komm mit!

Also, I did not realise that yesterday was Friday the 13th and that I got through it relatively unscathed. Guess I was too preoccupied with God knows what that I completely did not notice it.

Whoever said the pen was mighter than the sword obviously never encountered automatic weapons" -General Douglas MacArthur

Catch 22:
An insane person should not believe or suspect that they are insane. Thus, to be recognised as insane, a person must not ask for an evaluation, because doing so implicitly shows that they suspect themselves to be insane. But, if a person does not ask for an evaluation, they cannot be recognised as insane because the evaluation is the method by which such recognition would occur. Thus, nobody can ever classify themselves as insane (even if they genuinely are), and thus nobody may ever use an insanity diagnosis to escape flying combat missions, ignoring the possibility of someone else recommending an evaluation for a peer.

"Killing people does not create problems, it solves them: No man, no problem." -Josef Stalin

2009-02-13T18:56:00.003+08:00

In May of 1941, the war had just begun.
The Germans had the biggest ship that had the biggest guns.
The Bismarck was the fastest ship that ever sailed the sea.
On her decks were guns as big as steers and shells as big as trees.

I seriously doubt if I can remember what happened this week.

Out of the cold and foggy night came the British ship, the Hood.
And every British seaman, he knew and understood.
They had to sink the Bismarck the terror of the sea.
Stop those guns as big as steers and those shells as big as trees.

Apart from burning magnesium into dust and cutting up flowers there really is nothing much I can talk about.

We'll find the German battleship that's makin' such a fuss.
We gotta sink the Bismarck 'cause the world depends on us.
Yeah hit the decks a runnin' boys and spin those guns around!
When we find the Bismarck we gotta cut her down.

Not to mention that the NCC(Air) people won the gold award for the Best Unit Competition and will most likely be rubbing it in our faces. They'll also attempt to steal the Guard of Honor contingent for Speech Day Parade from NCDCC. If you're confused after this, you don't really understand UG politics.

The Hood found the Bismarck and on that fatal day.
The Bismarck started firing fifty miles away.
"We gotta sink the Bismarck", was the battle sound.
But when the smoke had cleared away, the mighty Hood went down.

What's more, the Freestyle Drill team desperately need a miracle. The competition is only two weeks away and time is something that we do not have. Our formation will be screwed to hell and beyond if anyone does not turn up. Neither do we have a backup plan or reserves.

For six long days and weary nights they tried to find her trail.
Churchill told the people:"Put every ship to sail."
"'Cause somewhere on that ocean I know she's gotta be."
"We gotta sink the Bismarck to the bottom of the sea."

Other than those two, I'd hate to mention that I'm always half dead by the end of every damn school week.

We'll find the German battleship that's makin' such a fuss.
We gotta sink the Bismarck 'cause the world depends on us.
Yeah hit the decks a runnin' boys and spin those guns around!
When we find the Bismarck we gotta cut her down.

I've got nothing more to write about. So I'll fill up the remaining space with a video or two.

The fog was gone the seventh day and they saw the morning sun.
Ten hours away from homeland the Bismarck made it's run.
The Admiral of the British fleet said turn those bows around.
We found that German battleship and we're gonna cut her down.

Even then, I've really no idea what video I'd like to post.

The British guns were aimed and the shells were coming fast.
The first shell hit the Bismarck, they knew she couldn't last.
That mighty German battleship is just a memory.
"Sink the Bismarck" was the battle cry that shook the seven seas.

"Peace through superior firepower"

We found the German battleship t'was makin' such a fuss.
We had to sink the Bismarck cause the world depends on us.
We hit the deck a runnin' and we and spun those guns around.
Yeah we found the mighty Bismarck and then we cut her down.

2009-02-08T20:35:00.002+08:00

Underneath the lamplight, by the barrack gate.

Poor old Marlene waits and waits and waits.

For Hans or Heinrich for Kurt or Fritz.

To get their mitts around her tits.

But poor Lili Marlene will ever wait in vain.

Its me... I'm back again but with a writer's block.

Search your pocket sergeant buy the lads a round.

One for every Jerry that’s lying on the ground.

And poor Lili Marlene will ever wait in vain.

I forgot what I wanted to write. But then again, I do have something to write about now. Currently I am under a spam bombardment courtesy of ex-Prefect EXCO member Shawn Lai (or Julius). I know Yong Kang is not that free to spam me and he would never suan himself. Anyways, that was probably (no... that WAS) my punishment for dropping a huge load of shite on El's class blog.

Who’s that coming speeding through the desert night?

Why Karl and Johann filling their shirts with shite?B

Be generous with ammo, pump them full of lead.

Now Johann’s dead, there goes Karl’s head.

And poor Lili Marlene will ever wait in vain.

I've been a very insensitive jerk... I know I have been one...

The Hun he tries to chase us, what a bloody farce.

Jurgen’s got no legs left and Max can’t find his arse

All across the Faterland they answer the call.

And one by one they fall for sweet f**k all.

And poor Lili Marlene will ever wait in vain.

2009-02-05T17:37:00.002+08:00

Cold, hard, empty. Light that has left me.
How would I know that you would die.

I need to write this fast... I'm running out of time.

Farewell to you native shore.
Its so hard to believe this is real and its not a dream.
Motherland, native shore.
Farewell Motherland.

Had freestyle drill training on Wednesday, courtesy of Joshua and Patrick. Its not every training you see two Part C cadets ordering a bunch of NCOs around. Anyways, Freestyle drill was about coming up with some formation using basic American footdrills. Methinks these footdrills were rather silent and weird (the movement for Keblakang Pusing made eveyone look like MJ wannabes). Also had problems doing the "Left flank, March" and "Right Flank, March" commands.

Let's go, the sea is waiting for us.
The vastness of the seas is calling us, and the tides.

Other than what I did for wednesday. I ain't got anything else to say. Maybe I left out the fact that today's CME lesson became a slugfest for the "oh-so-Great-Leader" Brandon Hon, taking potshots at me, Bing Han and a few others when facilitating a CME lesson (another Mdm Soh initiative).

We greet you all, all our forebears.
We're always true to your request.
There's not a force can stop us now.
Between our Motherland and Victory.

Sail for love, sail forth and fear not.
Proudly gliding on the seas.
Trust a ship or revolution.
Or the people's trust in you.

In October, in October.
We report our victory to you, our Revolution.
And the heritage left by you for us.

2009-01-30T17:01:00.000+08:00

There is a candle in every soul.
Some brightly burning, some dark and cold.
There is a Spirit who brings a fire.
Ignites a candle and makes His home.

Before I start this post, I'd like to wish all reading this blog (namely Samual, some other anon I do not know and a few crickets) a very happy (albeit eclipsed and late) Lunar 'Niu' Year.

So carry your candle, run to the darkness.
Seek out the hopeless, confused and torn.
Hold out your candle for all to see it.
Take your candle, and go light your world.
Take your candle, and go light your world.

There was an incident in school about say... a fortnight ago. This guy (he will be referred to as 'X') got bashed up after school. One of those so called birthday bashes when it was not even X's birthday. Nothing much you say? To tell you, a lot I have.

Frustrated brother, see how he's tried to.
Light his own candle some other way.
See now your sister, she's been robbed and lied to.
Still holds a candle without a flame.

Apparently the mother was so pissed off that she decided to take legal action. What's more, 'X' is a complete retard. Many stories have been circulating about this incident and 'X'. One of them involves the mother bashing X against the wall after he screwed up his PSLE results to hell and beyond (therefore explaining his retardedness). Because of his condition, 'X' has been going around doing crazy stuff like attempting to make out with a male school cleaner. Also, he has a God complex and he's still pretty childish, like he still carries that Ben 10 bag when other people his age play gory computer games and experiment with girls and booze. Therefore, most of us feel that he deserves to be bashed up (Hell... he's been calling me by my No. 4 nametag and he apparently does not care whether he'll find himself eating dirt before he can call me 'X Y Lim' for the 1000th time.) Not to mention the fact that he's in NPCC and his seniors generally don't give a damn about this 'X'.

Note: The author of this is only a third party commenting on the incident. He is not, I repeat, NOT involved in any way.

So carry your candle, run to the darkness.
Seek out the lonely, the tired and worn.
Hold out your candle for all to see it.
Take your candle, and go light your world.
Take your candle, and go light your world.

Other than that, I was occupied with CNY visitations. Nearly finished CoD5 and unlocked Nacht der Untoten if not for my sis. There was also the CNY CoH match. Don't really feel like writing about it.

'Cause We are a family whose hearts are blazing.
So let's raise our candles and light up the sky.
Praying to our Father, in the name of Jesus.
Make us a beacon in darkest times.

Found out about the new CoH expansion pack, Tales of Valour, which Amazon.com leaked out a few months ago. Relic is not releasing any new faction, just new maps and probably new units. Speaking of which, I just planned a new command tree for the Panzer Elite. Enjoy.

So carry your candle, run to the darkness.
Seek out the helpless, deceived and poor.
Hold out your candle for all to see it.
Take your candle, and go light your world.

Geheim
++PANZER ELITE++
Spezielle Waffen Taktiken(Special Weapons Tactics)

Equips Kettenkrad with X-7 Rotkäppchen TOW (25 Munitions)

--Weapons--
Flak 88 (400 Manpower, 75 Fuel, 2 Command Points, 3 Pop Cap)
The 88mm Flak 36 AT/AA is a fixed defensive weapon constructed by Luftwaffe Ground Forces. The rate of fire is not very high but when it hits it deals massive damage.

Helicopter troops (350 Manpower, 3 Command Points, 5 Pop Cap)
The Heliofly III-57 these troopers carry enable them to leap across the terrain, allowing them to bypass enemy strongpoints.

Heavy Armour Support (1250 Manpower, 4 Command Points, 12 Pop Cap)
Support in the form of a Panzerkampfwager VIII Maus will roll into the battlefield to crush opposition with its 128mm main gun. Only one Maus can be deployed throughout the game.

--Abilities--
Body Armour (-25% Mobility, +40% HP)
Grants Infantry units more protection against small arms fire.

Nerve Gas (50 Munitions, All artillery pieces)
This kills all Infantry in the area and disables Armour.

Note: American and British Infantry can defend themselves against the gas attack by a gas mask that can be purchased at the cost of 25 munitions. Armour units can be recovered by any faction in the game using Engineers/Sappers/Panzergrenadiers/Pioneers.

Tactical Nuke (750 Munitions. Can only be used once)
This is self explanatory...

Carry your candle, run to the darkness.
Seek out the hopeless, confused and torn.
Hold out your candle for all to see it.
Take your candle, and go light your world.
Take your candle, and go light your world .

2009-01-23T15:38:00.002+08:00

We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when
But I'm know we'll meet again some sunny day.
Keep smiling through, just like you always do.
Till the blue skies chase the dark clouds far away.

Today was not the eve of CNY... which is why them pen pushers at MOE decided to not declare today a half day. Nevertheless, we were dismissed from school at least an hour early. Also, today was when Mdm Soh's seemingly unstoppable winning streak was shattered when another class won the CNY classroom decor competition.

Won't you please say "Hello" to the folks that I know.
Tell 'em it won't be long.
They'd be happy to know that when you saw me go.
I was singing this song.

Yesterday was pretty funny. In Bio, Jason Poh made Miss Chen blush beetroot red when he asked whether erections can be controlled. That also threw the class into a state of mass laughter. During Maths, when Mdm Soh was assigning homework, one of the questions assigned was question number 4. 4(si) is an unlucky number in the Chinese culture. It can also be mispronounced as 'die'(si) in chinese. Keith Lee mentioned that during class with the intention of getting her to assign less questions for homework. However, it has the opposite effect as Mdm Soh added question number 13 (which I think means something auspicious in Cantonese) to the homework.

Alte Kameraden auf dem Kriegespfad,
In alter Freundschaft felsenfest und treu.
Ob in Kampfe oder Pulverdampf,
Stets zusammen halten sie auf's neu.

On Wednesday, I followed the Part Bs to East Coast Park for a run. This was the initiative of Mr Michael Lim, new TO and apparently an old boy of the school. We sang some songs on the way. That asswipe Dave said he didn't know any of the songs I led. Someone should tell him to get out more often. Played whacko after the run, then ran back to school.

Zur Attacke geht es Schlag auf Schlag,
Ruhm und Ehr muß bringen uns der Sieg,
Los, Kameraden, frisch wird geladen,
Das ist unsere Marschmusik.

Well, anyways, there is going to be a Battle Royale on CoH tomorrow (I hope). My war machine is way too rusty to combat the likes of Yi Poh. So I played a skirmish on Best. After that, I took loads of pics, but only two pics survived bcause a nervous dark room attendant had accidentally destroyed all of them (jk jk). Nah, I just had time constraints.

Nach dem Kampfe geht das ganze Regiment,
Ins Quartier ins nächste Dorfhauselement.
Und beim Wirte das geflirte,
Mit den Mädels und des Wirtes Töchterlein.
The latest US Army recruitment poster: "RUN!!!!"

Lachen scherzen, lachen scherzen, heute ist ja heut',
Morgen ist das ganze Regiment wer weiß wie weit.
Das, Kameraden, ist des Kriegers bitt'res Los,
Darum nehmt das Glas zur Hand und wir sagen "Prost".

Behind-the-scenes buggery

Alter Wein gibt Mut und Kraft,
In dem steckt der wahre Lebenssaft.
Und das alte Herz bleibt jung
Und gewaltig die Erinnerung.

I seriously don't know what to write... Should I do the one where a Formidable class frigate goes crosstime or the one where Japan and Germany share strategy?

Ob in Freude, ob in Not,
Bleiben wir getreu bis in den Tod.
Trinket aus und schenket ein
Und laßt uns alte Kameraden sein.

2009-01-17T12:43:00.003+08:00

The minute of a farewell is beginning,
You look anxiously in my eyes.
And I sense the dear breathing,
But a thunderstorm is beginning far away.

Foggy and blue air shook,
And an alarm touched my temples.
And Russia calls us for a feat,
I feel the wind from the movement of regiments.

Yesterday was a complete joke. I tended to the booth at the CCA fair in the hall. I did two shifts after recess just so that I can escape the 8-period Mdm Soh marathon. Didn't drag in much Sec 1s as expected because the NCC Air people and Bing Zhang's poor excuse for a plane stole most of them from our booth. But then again, at the end of the day, we got a list of 23 names for the interview (and one Mas Selamat (childish kwai lan kia playing a joke)).

Farewell, the paternal land,
Recall us.
Farewell, beloved look,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-farewell . . ..

Later in the day, I went for the earlier Bio retest so that I can be in time for the interview. I did study, but wrote bulls**t for like half the paper.

Years are passing and are passing,
Trains are going in darkness.
And soldiers are in the trains.
And a soldier’s star,
Is shining in the dark sky.
And soldiers are in the trains
And a soldier’s star
Is shining in the dark sky.

Now for the joke of the day: Of the 23 names in the list, only 9 people turned up at 4E4 classroom. The only consolation that we got was that Eugene's brother, Nicholas, was among the lot. At least we know who are the ones who are going to stay with NCC throughout their 4/5 years in St Pat's.

Farewell, the paternal land.
Recall us.
Farewell, beloved look,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-farewell . . .

On the way home, Melvin and I were bulls**ting about Li Wee's love life. Since this is classified information (although there are rumors about this). I will not disclose any of it. Don't feel like writing anymore, have to rush to church to do some logistics stuff.

2009-01-15T16:09:00.004+08:00

Ich will nicht reden
Ich will nicht atmen
Ich werde mich nicht bewegen, bis Sie schließlich sehen,
Gehören, die Sie mit mir!
Du könntest denken,
Ich nicht sehen
Aber tief im Inneren in der Ecke meines Geistes
Ich bin an Sie

The Sec 4E/5N class of 08' did so well in the 'O' levels that Lak Pati had declared today a half day. Nothing much happened today, except that I had to go to the hall to help set up the NCC booth for tomorrow's CCA fair.

Ich bin schwach
Es ist wahr,
Ursache Ich fürchte, die Antwort zu wissen,
Wollen Sie mir zu?
Ursache mein Herz immer schneller

Yesterday, during recess, Ben Poon showed me a very creepy message. On the bottom part of the window frame in his class (the one closest to the teacher's table), there was a piece of paper that appeared to be torn off and had the words "God sees you" on it. http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXCboRWvmeY/SWx-exuDXqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZbQZkY6s1oI/s1600-h/God+Sees+You.jpg

Ich habe mein ganzes Leben lang gewartet
Um über diese Linie
Um das einzige, was das ist wahr
So will ich nicht verstecken Es ist an der Zeit zu versuchen alles, um mit Ihnen
Mein ganzes Leben habe ich gewartet
Dies gilt

Well, firstly, I can make the note even more creepy by hiding a tape recorder in the class repeatedly playing a song with the lyrics:
O be careful little eyes what you see,
O be careful little eyes what you see.
For the Father up above is looking down in love,
So be careful little eyes what you see...
Secondly, we are reminded that whatever we do, God is always watching...

Sie wissen nicht,
Was Sie tun
Jedesmal, Sie zu Fuß in den Raum
Ich habe Angst um
Ich bin schwach
Es ist wahr,
Ich bin einfach nur Angst, zu wissen, das Ende
Siehst du mich auch?
Haben Sie auch wissen, dass Sie erfüllt mich?

Again, I have nothing more to write so I'll fill up this place with pics from CoH...

The first time Hans and Wilhelm saw a tank blowing up in their faces

Evety pilot's worst nightmare

Reichsmarshall Goering is so desperate for pilots he started recruiting Japanese into the Luftwaffe.

Ich habe mein ganzes Leben lang gewartet
Um über diese Linie
Um das einzige, was das ist wahr
So will ich nicht verstecken
Es ist an der Zeit, zu versuchen, etwas zu werden mit Ihnen
Mein ganzes Leben habe ich gewartet
Dies gilt

If Hans and Mueller knew they would die like this, they would have joined the circus.

The dangers of eating too mich baked beans before a firefight is evident.

"OK, OK, here's the deal: I bow down to you, we stop shooting. Capiche?"

Ich weiß, wenn ich
Ich werde auf meinem Weg zu Ihnen
Die Art und Weise, das ist wahr

The Manhattan project gone horribly wrong.

Caption 1: Bow down to the might of the Panzer Elite you Britischer Dogs!

Caption 2: Potential propaganda poster

Having a bridge blown up in your face is not very nice.

Ich habe mein ganzes Leben lang gewartet

Um über diese Linie

Um das einzige, was das ist wahr

So will ich nicht verstecken

Es ist an der Zeit, zu versuchen, etwas zu werden mit Ihnen

Mein ganzes Leben habe ich gewartet

Dies gilt

2009-01-11T19:51:00.003+08:00

Believe in yourself, believe you can.

Live the dream our founder left with us.

Lasalle can only start the spark, you must kindle the fire on.

We must contunue to keep passing on the passion.

I do not wish to elaborate about the first official week of school. Neither do I have anything to write about. Except that my MSN got hacked by a guy who is an electronic warfare expert.

We are one, but we are many.

And from all the lands of Earth we come.

We share a dream, and sing in one voice:

"I am, you are, we are Lasallian."

Therefore, I decide to fill up this space with a quiz I ripped from Eliada's other blog.

1) Full Name: Lim Xiu Yu, Joshua

2) Name Backwards: Auhsoj, Uy Uix Mil

3) Were you named after anyone?: Biblical commander who trashed Jericho (with God's help)

4) Does your name mean anything?: The Lord Saves?

5) Nick Name(s): Limby, Fish.

6) Screen Name(s): MajorGeneral Heinz von Groebel

7) Date Of Birth: D-Day+3 1993

8) Place of Birth: Singapore

9) Nationality: Singaporean

10) Current Location: Refer to #8

11) Sign: Gemini

12) Religion: Christian

13) Height: 164cm

14) Weight: Something that fluctuates like the stock market.

15) Shoe Size: 40/8.

16) Hair colour: Black.

17) Eye colour: Black

18) What do you look like: FUBAR

19) Innie or Outie?: Both...

20) Righty, Lefty, or Ambidextrous?: Righto.

22) Best friend(s): No friends, only allies.

23) Best friend you trust the most: Trust no one.

24) Best friends {your sex}: Refer to 22.

25) Best friends of the Opposite Sex: ...

26) Best Bud(s): Refer to 22.

27) Boyfriend / Girlfriend: Nein

28) Crush: ...

29) Parent(s): Patricians love to suan people using their parent's names... so yeah.

30) Worst Enemy: Classified...

31) Favorite on-line Guy(s): Nein

32) Favorite on-line Girl(s): Nein

33) Funniest friend: A lot

34) Craziest friend: Refer to #33

35) Advice Friend: Heinz Guderian, Sun Zi etc etc

36) Loudest Friend: Any parade commanders among you?...

37) Person you cry with: Me, myself and I.

38) Any sisters: Ja

39) Any brothers: Ja

40) Any pets: A coupola fish

41) A Disease: Addicton to warfare

42) A Pager: Nein

43) A Personal phone line: Nein

44) A Cell phone: Yes, but don't bother to remember the number.

45) A Lava lamp: Nein.

46) A Pool or hot tub: Hot tub

!47) A Car: Wished I had one.

48) Personality: Unpredictable

49) Driving: Wished I could.

50) Car or one you want: JEEP!!!!

51) Room: Ordinary and messy (not that bad)

52) What's missing?: Dunno

53) School: Saint Patrick's.

54) Bed: Double-decker.

55) Relationship with your parent(s): So-So

56) Believe in yourself: Not really.

57) Believe in love at first sight?: Bulls**t!!

58) Consider yourself a good listener: So-So

60) Get Along with your parents: Refer to #55

61) Save your e-mail conversations: Yep

62) Pray: Once in a while, more frequent when near exams.

63) Believe in reincarnation: Nah.

64) Like to make fun of people: Sometimes, but what goes around comes around.

65) Like to talk on the phone: Not really.

67) Like to drive: If it's a tank, yes!!!

68) Get motion sickness: Nein.

69) Eat the stems of broccoli: Da.

70) Eat Chicken fingers with a fork: Sometimes

71) Dream in color: Da

72) Type with your fingers on home row: Was ist das?

73) Sleep with a stuffed animal: Can't recall.

74) Right next to you: NCC attendance lists...

75) On the walls of your room: Nothing

76) On your mouse pad: Blackness

77) Your dream car: Refer to #50

78) Your dream date: No idea

79) Your dream honeymoon spot: Refer to #78

80) Your dream husband/wife: Refer to #78

81) Your bedtime: 1100hrs GMT+8.

82) Under your bed: Smuggled Playboy magazines (jk jk...)

83) The single most important question: Will Mdm Soh dismiss us on time today?

84) Your bad time of the day: Waking up in the wee hours of the morning to prepare for school...

85) Your worst fear(s): Will not elaborate.

86) The weather you like: Cooling!!

87) The time?: 2100hrs GMT+8

88) The date?: 11th January 2009

89) The best trick you ever played on someone: Don't know...

90) The weirdest food or drink that you like: Don't really know...

91) Theme Song: Hymn to Red October-Basil something...

92) The hardest thing about growing up: Having to make life-changing decisions

93) Your funniest experience: Forgot

94) Your scariest moment: Refer to #93

95) The silliest thing you've said: Refer to #93

96) The funniest or most desperate thing you've done to get the attention of the opposite sex?: Can't recall...

97) The scariest thing that's ever happened while with your friend(s): Dunno?

98) The worst feeling in the world: The ghosts of my past haunting me...

99) The best feeling in the world: Trashing a noob on CoH...

100) 5 people to tag: Jeremy, Samual, Yi Poh, Li Wee and Ivor.

2009-01-03T11:29:00.002+08:00

When the Fuehrer says: "We is der Master Race."
We Heil, Heil, right in the Fuehrer's face.
Not to love the Fuehrer is a great disgrace.
So we Heil, Heil, right in the Fuehrer's face.

The first day of school was very uneventful...

When Herr Goebbels says:" We own the world in space."
We Heil, Heil, right in Herr Goebbels' face.
When Herr Goering says: "They'll never bomb this place!"
We Heil, Heil, right in Herr Goering's face.

Okay, okay... It can't be that boring can it? Same old form teacher, same old faces in a brand new year. We had no lessons for the day as school ends very early on friday and Mdm Soh had to do up some admin details with the class. She also mentioned that we may be going to Batam for the Best Class Award trip to do community work. I need the CIP points real bad, not that I've been slacking off during training.

Is we not der supermen?
Aryan Fuehrer supermen?
Ja, we is the supermen!
Super duper supermen!
Is this Nazi land so good? Would you leave it if you could?
Ja this Nazi land is good, We'll never leave it if we could.

During recess, I went up to the school library for the aircon. Should be raining cats and dogs during this time of year. I saw Julius and Gerald. They should've been at home, but they decided to drop by school citing boredom as a reason. We spent the whole of recess talking about how screwed up last year's speech day was. The drills were not the bad, problem was, The GoH and the parade commander should have been both from the same UG. Picking a PC and the GoH from different UGs make the parade look very fugly. Also, the band should have been playing. The only people they sent were drummers and Mr Peterson had to use recordings to provide the music. Went back to the library after school for another secret "war room" session.

We bring the world new order!
Heil Hitler's world new order!
Everyone of foreign race, will love the Fuehrer's face, when we bring to the world this order.

Time for a short message from our sponsors in the Korean Central News Agency...

When the Fuehrer says: "We is der Master Race."
We Heil, Heil, right in the Fuehrer's face.
Not to love the Fuehrer is a great disgrace.
So we Heil, Heil, right in the Fuehrer's face.

2009-01-01T17:45:00.002+08:00

You never lived to see, what you gave to me.
One shining dream of hope and love, life and liberty.

School begins in about 12 hours time.

With a host of brave unknown soldiers.
For your company, you will live forever.
Here in our memory.

At least it would be good to meet up with all your fellow comrades after a two month break from the hell that is called the Singapore Education System.

In fields of sacrifice, heroes paid the price.
Young men who died for old men's wars, gone to paradise.

But then again, this year will be more stressful as the O Levels are nearing. This does not help if the whole class is after your head.

We are all one great band of brothers.
And one day you'll see we can live together.
When all the world is free.

I think there will be a Bio retest when school starts. Haven't really studied for it. Me thinks I'll get slaughtered like the Big Red One at Omaha Brach.

I wish you'd lived to see, all you gave to me.
Your shining dream of hope and love, life and liberty.

If you must, please ignore this random (and first) post [for the year] by yours truly.

We are all one great band of brothers.
And one day you'll see we can live together.
When all the world is free.

Students of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your textbooks!

2008-12-31T13:31:00.004+08:00

First to fight, for the right, and to build our nation's might.
And the Army goes rolling along.
Proud of All we have done, fighting till the battle's won.
And the Army goes rolling along.
Then its Hi Hi Hey! The Army's on its way. Count off the cadence loud and strong.
Whereever we go, we will always know,
That the Army goes rolling along.

My Resolutions for 2009
1) To be a better Christian
2) Get a good L1R5(or R4) for O Levels (I still don't know if I want to go to a poly or JC. As long as it can get me into the Army, Navy, DSTA or ST Engineering)

Anchors Aweigh my boy! Anchors Aweigh!
Farewell to college joys, we sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay
On our last night on shore, drink to the foam.
Until we meet again, here's wishing you a joyouus journey home!

3) Be a better gamer (I've been trashed way too many times)

4) Be a better friend (Pissed off one person too many)

We're always ready for the call,
We place our trust in Thee.
Through surf and storm and howling gale,
High shall our purpose be,
"Semper Paratus" is our guide,
Our fame, our glory, too.
To fight to save or fight and die!
Aye! Coast Guard, we are for you.

5) Be more organised.
6) Attempt to not break any of them (That's what happens to many New Year resolutions)

Off we go into the wild blue yonder, climbing high into the sun.
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder, at 'em boys, give 'er the gun!
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under, off with one hell of a roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame. Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!

Norweigian freestyle drill--"Farewell of Slavianka"

From the Halls of Montezuma, to the shores of Tripoli.
We'll fight our country's battles over land on air and sea.
First to fight for right and freedom and to keep our honor clean.
We are proud to have the title of United States Marines.

Donald Duck--Der Fuehrer's Face

2008-12-29T12:41:00.007+08:00

We're the D-day Dodgers, way out in Italy.
Always on the Vino, always on the spree.
8th Army skivers and their tanks, we live in Rome, among the Yanks.
For we're the D-day Dodgers, way out in Italy.

The holidays end in 3 days time. Time to bid farewell to a year of acheivements and blunders and to herald another year of doom and gloom.

We landed at Salerno, a holiday with pay.
Jerry brought the band out to cheer us on our way.
We all sang songs, the beer was free.
For we're the D-day Dodgers, way out in Italy.

Chances are, when school begins, I'll get a royal screwing by my class (buggers hate me) and by my teachers (In the form of retests, I failed Physics and A Maths and scraped through Biology). I've seriously got nothing to write about other than this griping about the fact that school starts in less than a week and I haven't really accomplished anything. So, I have decided to fill up the remaining space with a quiz i ripped off Yi Poh's blog.

The Volturno and Cassino were taken in our stride.
We didn't have to fight there, we just went for the ride.
Anzio and Sangro were all a farce, we did f**k all ,sat on our arse.
For we 're the D-Day Dodgers, down here in Italy.

LOVER OR A FIGHTER?
75% the latter, 25% the former.

WHO'S YOU FAVOURITE TEACHER?
None (not saying anything)

WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?
Fear, what's that?

AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO BUILDER?
Kinda

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF "REALITY TV"?
So-so, I do watch the Amazing race though.

DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?
No

WERE YOU A CUTE BABY?
Dunno

HOW IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU?
Okay...

WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD?
Emo black

DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?
No

On our way to Florence we had a lovely time.
We ran a bus to Rimini right through the Gothic Line.
On to Bologna we did go, then we went bathing in the Po.
For we're the D-Day Dodgers, down here in Italy.

HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED?
No

ANY SECRET TALENTS?
Since that talent is secret, why should I say it out for the world to know? It won't be secret anymore won't it?

WHAT'S YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT?
Moscow

HAVE YOU EATEN SUSHI?
Me love sushi!!!

WHAT IS YOUR STAND ON HUNTING?
If it involves the members of 3E2(2008)and.4E2(2009)(except me and the teachers), and a sniper rifle, some grenades, why not?

Once we had a blue light that we were going home.
Back to dear old Blighty, never more to roam.
Then someone said in France you'll fight.
We said f**k that, we'll just sit tight.
The windy D-Day Dodgers, in Sunny Italy.

IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?
I hope so.

DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
No comment.

WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?
Dust

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, "I LOVE YOU"?
I said "Ich Liebe dich" and "Ne Kartayl gra Darasuum once, got strangled.

IS TUPAC STILL ALIVE?
Incan Lord, No. Rapper, Alive and kicking.

DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS?
No

HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?
Scrambled and boiled

ARE BLONDES DUMB?
The stuff stereotypes are made of.

WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP?
Your foot?

WHAT TIME IS IT?
1433 GMT+8 hours

DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?
Limby (in school), Fish (in Sunday School, some wiseguy had to corrupt my chinese name)

IS MCDONALD'S DISGUSTING?
No

Now Lady Astor, get a load of this.
Don't stand up on a platform and talk a load of piss.
You're the nation's sweetheart, the nation's pride, we think your mouth's too bloody wide.
We are the D-Day Dodgers, in Sunny Italy.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR?
Forgot when, but it was quite recent.

DO YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS?
The latter

IS SANTA CLAUS REAL?
Only if he gives me a SAR-21 he is.

ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?
No, but I hate being in an environment with zero-visibility.

WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?
Computer games and the smell of gunpowder.

CRUNCHY OR CREAMY PEANUT BUTTER?
Creamy

HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE?
No

HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BRUSHED YOUR TEETH TODAY?
Once

IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?
Not if the drugs were Panadol or Viagra

ARE YOU WEARING SOCKS?
Nein

If you look 'round the mountains, through the mud and rain.
You'll find the scattered crosses, some which bear no name.
Heartbreak, and toil and suffering gone, the boys beneath them slumber on.
They were the D-Day Dodgers, who'll stay in Italy.

HAVE YOU EVER HITCH HIKED?
No

WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?
Black

WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
Will not specify.

DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE?
It sucks to be me.

ARE YOU PSYCHIC?
Wished I was.

HAVE YOU READ "CATCHER IN THE RYE"?
No

DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?
Do firearms count as instruments?

CAN YOU SKATEBOARD?
No

DO YOU LIKE CAMPING?
1)Yep, depends on who's camping with you.
2)Yep,that got me a 200++ battledroid kill count on SW Battlefront II

WHAT DOES THE LAST MESSAGE IN YOUR HANDPHONE INBOX SAY?
I don't know, sry.

DO YOU SNORT WHEN YOU LAUGH?
No, its disgusting

DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?
No

So listen all you people, over land and foam.
Even though we've parted, our hearts are close to home.
When we return we hope you'll say:"You did your bit, though far away.
All of the D-Day Dodgers, way out in Italy."

WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU LAUGH?
The cast of Allo Allo

IS A DOG A MAN'S BEST FRIEND?
Ja

YOU BELIEVE IN DIVORCE?
No

CAN YOU DO THE MOONWALK?
No siree.

DOES YOUR MOM KNOW YOU HAVE A MYSPACE?
I ain't got MySpace. Even if I did, she won't know.

WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
Fried Rice

DO YOU WEAR NAILPOLISH?
What do you take me for? A fag?

DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?
Think so.

WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL?
The 'London Choco Roll' one that shows during "The Little Nyonya" commercial breaks. The Church Library has at least 5 boxloads of that thing.

DO YOU SHOP AT AMERICAN EAGLE?
Isn't that the callsign for the US President in Tom Clancy's EndWar?

FAVORITE BAND AT THE MOMENT?
Coldplay

HOW DO YOU FEEL RIGHT NOW?
Emo

We were the reason, that He gave His life.
We were the reason that He suffered and died.
To a world that was lost He gave all He could give.
To show us a reason to live.

I should probably start attempting to weite alternate history essays.

Call Of Duty: World At War

2008-12-26T12:36:00.002+08:00

Sing dies Liedchen mit, wer es nur immer singen mag, mit der zweiten Kriegsberichterkompanie.

Before I start to type, allow me to wish one and all a Blessed Christmas and a Happy New Year. (crickets chirping). Ah, what the heck.

Bis zum Wäschetag, ja bis zum Wäschetag, Im aller Herrgottsfrüh.

On Wednesday, I went over to Yi Poh's place to test out Call Of Duty: World At War. As a game, it was pretty good. The pre-game cutscenes were very innovative. There were a few refrences to the CoD4 cutscenes here and there. CoD:WaW offers a breather from shooting up Nazis to shooting Japs that go "TENNO HEIKA BANZAI!!! (天皇陛下万歳)". But then again, what's a WWII shooter without Nazis to shoot up? No doubt CoD:WaW is a good game, but my experience was marred by sticky keys and other stuff.

Mein Mädel, schenk noch einmal ein, und tanzt und trinkt die Gläser leer.

Bad points about the game include long waiting times (1 hour to install on a good gaming com clogged with lots of unorganised files and 5 minuite interval after each mission), guns that sound like paintball guns or nailguns (Hot damn! The BAR now sounds like a glorified automatic party popper), the issue of graphics (Jap officers look very cliche on CoD4 graphics and it makes the game look like a glorified WWII mod of CoD4) and the fact that Treyarch ripped the CoD4 sniper mission for the first mission on the Russian campaign.

Denn wenn der große Waschtag wird gewesen sein, kehr ich heim, kehr ich heim übers Meer.

Despite these flaws, I reccomend CoD:WaW to anyone who wants to try something new on a WWII shooter, like shooting Japs up as they scream "BANZAI" and try to bayonet you, shooting up Nazi zombies or you just haven't had enough of the CoD4 multiplayer.

Peace through superior firepower

Have I ever mentioned about the time Yi Poh tried to hook Shannon and Shannen up? I guess not.

2008-12-23T14:37:00.000+08:00

Heute wollen wir ein Liedlein singen, Trinken wollen wir den kühlen Wein

Haiz, the holidays are ending as fast as it started. I haven't started on that Machinima project I wanted to do. My computer is currently in a state of lockdown as I have been playing too much Company of Heroes. As such, I am doing this from a LAN shop.

Und die Gläser sollen dazu klingen, Denn es muß, es muß geschieden sein.

Lots of things have happened during these past few days. Particularly the Thailand exchange programme (where I received the Knight's Cross for 'bravery on the Eastern Front'(inside joke)), NCC Change of Commandant parade (where I got baked thouroughly on the parade grounds and the 'best' Hormat Senjata, executed courtesy of the GOH and bullshitting with Eshley and my tuition friend). Other than those two events, the rest of the hols were quite mundane

Gib' mir deine Hand, deine weiße Hand, leb' wohl, mein Schatz, leb' wohl mein Schatz, leb' wohl, lebe wohl

Its a total pity the hols are ending. I just bought Call of Duty World at War only to be told that I was to be grounded for a very long time... Life sucks, thank God its short.

Denn wir fahren, denn wir fahren, denn wir fahren gegen Engeland, Engeland.

PTCCOM
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2008-07-21T10:30:00.000+08:00

Which flag would you fight under during WW2?
created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as Germany

You choose the way of honor and loyalty, you will always be a true and good friend, you will excel in almost everything you do, due to your dedication and loyalty.

Germany

95%

90%

50%

France

20%

Nothing much happened today, except that I accidentally nuked myself in Supreme Commander and just did tons of NCC admin work while talking crap with Yi Poh. So much for multi-tasking.

I'm still having that !@#$%^&**&^%$#@! writer's block. Seems that I'll just have to end this post till can overcome it.

I hate Mondays!!!!

Feldwebel Joshua von Lim {O.E.K}
CSM, D Coy
6th Fallschirmjäger Battalion

first post of der year

2008-07-13T18:10:00.000+08:00

There is no such ting as desperate men, only desperate people" -Heinz Guderian

I'm finally posting after a one year hiatus after failed attempts to revive my blog.

However, I'm just gonna post more videos because i don't know what to write about...

Call Of Duty: World at War trailer

Confound it! i even forgot what videos I wanted to post...

Praise the Lord! for He has commanded those Treyarch dirtbags (morons who screwed up Call of Duty 3) to release the Call of Duty 5 trailer!

2007-07-13T18:57:00.000+08:00

heute singapur, morgen die welten!!!!

my tagg's ded... so is my blog. now for some videos

Dick Lee's freak songs

same event... different songs

the cartoon version of 'we live in singapura'

2007-06-10T14:40:00.000+08:00

The pics are finally ready...

The Post Office

A small entry hole to the Cu Chi tunel complex, its so small that even the Americans could not get in through the hole

Something as deadly as this...(note the sharpened punji stakes)

...can be hidden by something that looks as innocent as this

Those Viets are somehow obsessed with holes

Note: This pic may contain X-rated material, viewer discretion is advised

2 VC members having a friendly chat before going on an American killing spree

An airhole cleverly disguised as a termite mound

Jeb Stuart's worst nightmare materialised

This is what the tank looked like before it blew up

A crater created courtesy of a bomb from a B-52 Stratofortress

Tunnel entrance

The kitchen (note the glowing embers at the back of the room)

The dining area (tables and chairs look blurry)

A field hospital

The AK-47: never leave home without it...

Saigon Opera House

Town Hall

The Reunification Palace ( formerly known as the Presidential Palace)

One of the two tanks that rolled into the Presidential palace at the end of the Vietnam war

The view from the top of the palace

The Vietnamese version of Air Force One

Long Tom 155mm howitzer

M113 APC

120mm recoiless gun, with a recon plane behind it

105mm howitzers: They deliver a can o' whup ass over a long distance

81mm motars : delivers a smaller can o' whup ass over a shorter range but still can deliver a world of hurt to the VC and the NVA

Der hotel room

2007-06-09T14:25:00.000+08:00

wanted to post this yesterday but i had no time.

Now about the Vietnam trip.

Originally i wanted to post some pics from the trip but my camera ran flat and needed charging, since its nearly complete, I'm putting the photos in the next post.

Day 1:

Went to the Airport at 1pm. I was picked as OIC for my group, Fi, my room mate, got the post of 2IC for the trip. Fi kept the entire group waiting by having lunch with his parents at KFC. Watched Letters from Iwo Jima on the plane, well, at least half of it before the plane touched down at the airport. It wasn't as draggy as Flag of our Fathers.

When w reached Vietnam, we had a short photo tour of the post office and the Notre Dame cathedral, then had dinner in a restaurant in the city. In Vietnam, you'll have to finish off everything on your plate. Sounds good until a plate of vegetables waltzes onto your tabletop.

After dinner, we went to a 3-star hotel called Saigon Hotel. Some of my classmates spread rumors around saying that that the corner rooms in the hotel were haunted. Seems that the rumors were untrue and were spread around because of the fact that it looked creepy and all that stuff. Spent the whole night watching anime and Cartoon Network.

Day 2:

The itinerary for day two changed a little, considering that the Cu Chi tunnel tour was changed to the morning because it was likely to rain in the afternoon. Anyway, the bus ride from the hotel to the tunnel complex was about one hour and a half.

Once at the tunnel complex, the guide took us to watch a 20 minute documentary about the Cu Chi area and the tunnels. The video was very biased. It was overemphasising on the Americans incapability to uproot the whole tunnel complex. The video also talked about how the Americans were trying to destroy the province. I think i shouldn't elaborate on this part.

After the documentary, we went through a trek in the jungle. Before reaching the tunnel, we passed by some entrance holes to the tunnels which were unaccescible to tourists. We even passed by a wrecked M41 Walker Bulldog. Turned out that the tank was rendered kaput by a delay mine.

When we reached the tunnel entrance, the whole class went in. I chickened out at the last minute because I was claustrophobic. After the tunnels we went to other parts of the complex, namely those parts that were above the ground. We even had a tapioca and tea brunch in the dining area.

When the tunnel tour ended, we went for lunch. After lunch, We headed off for the Reunification palace. It was actually the former residence of the president of South Vietnam. i didn't take much photos there because i wanted to save some space for the war museum.

At the war museum, I took some pics. The layout of the museum was quite disorganised. But at least the American weapons were seperated from the galleries. the only small arms and infantry support weapons the galleries showed were American ones. Also, in one of the galleries, there were in two jars, 3 foetuses deformed by Agent Orange ( a defoillant used by the Americans in Vietnam to root out the Vietcong guerillas). That made me quite sick.

I won't elaborate much on chinatown. After dinner, straight back to the hotel for some stoning and a dose of Cartoon Network

Day 3:

Nothing much. Except that we did some last minute shopping. Then went to an arcade. one token costs only 20 cents over there. Unlike the usual 50 cent for one in Singapore. Went back to the hotel to pack our stuff, then went to the Ben Thanh market for more last minute shopping. Then went off to the Airport then it was home sweet home. Watched the rest of Letters From Iwo Jima on the flight home.

now that was quite a long post...

2007-06-04T14:59:00.000+08:00

vietnam trip starts tomorrow, but first, about yesterday's amazing race.

Amazing race was fun but dam tiring, my muscles still aching and I spent half the time crashing into walls. The outfit i was in included Grace, her friend, Yi Ting (at least that's how i spell it) and a new feller called Wei Liang, Cameraman was Janice Yeo. First, from church, go to National Library @ Victoria street. Then go off to SMU school of accountancy only to search the blasted basement of SMU just to find two pictures, one easily found, the other overshot and found.

After SMU, we headed off to UOB tower in the CBD. There we had to chose one runner and get paired up with another group's runner, theask was to go round the S'pore river and to look for answers to some questions, most of te questions were giveaway ones. El's outfit came by and she was electe by her own group to be the runner. Bryan paired the two of us up, i went round grabbing most of the answers. When the two of us finished the task, it was off to Ikea @ Queenstown.

The task at Ikea was another pushover. After Ikea, it was off to the suspension bridge near the indoor stadium. Task: run the 100m metre bridge in less than 17 seconds. Very hard when your shuttle run timing was 11 seconds something. But still... task done.

Now came the tricky part of the race (a very high score for Geography needed for this): Navigate your way to Marina City park (sounds easy) and look for a point marked with an X on a badly drawn sketch of a map. My outfit landed up in the park all right, the wrong side of it. Then caught a bus and got on the right side of the map. The task at the X-point (again, high score for Geog needed for this) was to look for letters and numbers at 3 given coordinates, again using the badly drawn map. The clue was A36, which turned out to be numbers and a letter marked on a lamppost. We were supposed to take a picture of the landmark chosest to the lampost, the landmark was a sundial.

After that, straight back to church. 1st prize: $150 voucher, 2nd prize: $100 voucher, 3rd prize: $50 voucher, Other teams that come back after the third team: Free a-la carte buffet in church. El brought her classmates along, but i was surprised that they didn't want to tear me apart after the fiasco I had caused on her class blog last year.

So that's it for the amazing race... for the vietnam trip... another story

muahahahahahahahahaharzzz... Bon Voyage Garcons...

note to self: Changed der music, its abit a retarded piece

2007-06-02T02:55:00.000+08:00

so far, the first week of the holiday was ok... dotted with lots of remedials and stuff

vietnam trip's in 3 day's time, amazing race's just tomorrow

now got nothing more to say...

2007-05-26T03:48:00.000+08:00

Just finished school, now using the com lab in the library.

My exam results are quite der horrigible:
English-70
Math-57.5
Chinese-dieded
Science-59
Literature-56
History-55
Geography-61
Home econs-60 something
Art-dieded, i think
note: dieded=failed
But despite these hawreeegeeeeble results, i somehow managed to get 10th in class. Last year's MYE i got 2nd, EOYs 4th and now this. Got to work harder on my subjects, especially science, math and history.

Here are some videos I wanted to post on my last post but i had to rush off for tuition class

First off: the march retreat video

Next: the spoof of the '300' trailer courtesy of south park

yeah... i think that should be it.

2007-05-18T19:22:00.000+08:00

Yeoman duty today was super slack but fun.

But had to get there by 6.20 AM in the blasted morning, when i got to bedok reservoir park, Ricardo wasn't there. He turned up at 6.40. But still, it was quite fun, at the end of it all, Ricardo played the 'diam' game. He got all of us to stand at diam position and did all sorts of funny stuff to make us laff or move.

Anyway... here are some abbreviations that i conjured up about NCC stuff
UDI-->Unit-Drill-Instructor--> Ultra-Determined-Individual
RSM--> Regimental Sergeant Major--> Really Stupid Master*
*RSMs in the Army are usually warrant officers...for the case of NCC our RSM is a master sergeant

Quite bored lah... so im putting another few more videos onto this thing...
SW Episode 5 in hokkien

2007-05-12T10:05:00.000+08:00

today was the last paper of this blasted exam, monday got no skool 'cos of MARKing day. For my art i'll figured i'll gt murdered because i haven't even done or handed in my papercut yet.

hope i'll be doing guard duty again for the jogathon

Now that exams are over, Gabriel is going to keep the whole IPW group busy for the next two weeks including the weekend and possibly the school holidays by cramming them up with filming sessions. Actually, I preferred the older script to the newer one. Furthermore, which is weirder? fighting world war 2 in SAF fatigues and M-16s or in a IJA uniform with an Arisaka 38? Anyway, here's one for you, how wouyld you know if a word in the dictionary's misspelt?

fong's looking for someone called Real Kom'rk, there may be some clues that point to me, but he'll never know that its actually me!!! muahahahahahahahahahaharz!!!

2007-05-11T09:10:00.000+08:00

The exams are nearly over, not likely that i'll make it out alive but still... yeah.

Shamrock Cove's just opened. If u havent been there, its quite a nice place, two pool tables, some outdated computers, board games that included Risk and Cluedo. But the one at St Gabriels has an Xbox, not complaint but feedback.

here are some more videos to add to this blog

Miss Chen should use these type of videos to spice up science lessons...

moral of the video : Never EVER mix alkali metals with water

Dr Bunhed n' his crazy ideas

boom

yah... that should be it

Brainiac rules!!!