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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Monday, March 31, 2008


George Smith Patton once said, “No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.” On such ‘bastard’ was Patton himself.



Patton was a controversial general in the U.S. Army during the Second World War. His men called him “Old blood and guts” – their blood, his guts. He would relentlessly attack an objective, killing many enemies – to quote him, “May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won’t.” However, he also sacrificed a good deal of men in the process. He was ruthless and arrogant but a great leader, and that is why I respect him. He had very unorthodox methods – designing his own uniforms, carrying ivory-inlaid pistols is hardly considered following rules. He also believed that he was reincarnated. Patton was full of funny quotes – things like “Lead me, follow me, or get out of my way” and “If everybody is thinking alike, then somebody isn’t thinking.” His snappy comebacks make me admire him even more.



Because of his strange methods and slapping a soldier who was shell shocked, Patton was relieved of command in North Africa. He was sent to the European Theatre of Operations, where he became less cocky and more obedient.
Patton fought in, and won, many major battles during his military career. For example, in North Africa he won major battles against Field Marshal Erwin Rommel. In Sicily he outpaced Bernard L. Montgomery and got to the objective first. In Europe he almost got to Berlin in 1944 if not for Montgomery’s Operation Market-Garden, and rescued the 101st Airborne encircled in the town of Bastogne in the Battle of the Bulge.



Patton is my idol not only for the many battles he won but also because of his exemplemary leadership and excellent strategic skills. You can lead by fear, or you can lead by example. Patton led by both.



However, the good die early. At the end of the war, Patton was paralyzed in a car accident before he could be posted home to America. He died of an embolism in Germany.


Well?

How was it?



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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Sunday, March 30, 2008


Well.

What can i say?

We broke a Guinness world record. [is that how you spell it?]

World bloody record.

We also got bloody sunburnt standing in the sun all day.

And that bloody fat idiot of a Tan screwed everything up.

See, on Friday we were setting up the stall. Not an easy task I can tell you that. We cordoned off the area with caution tape [visualise police crime scenes and plastic red white tape] and brought out teh horses, mesasured them, did the race track, noticed we screwed up a bit, re did the whole thing again, and then that big fat lemon turns up and says "Wah! So many people and you haven't finished yet! Such a simple task!"

I'd like to see him try it.

and then he wastes all our bloody time [like he alwasy does] lecturing about how hard the food stall worked and thats why they finsihed so fast and all that sorta stuff.

Yeah, well,, the food stall had 2 teachess helping them. We had no one. What d'you expect us to do?

and then he says "pity me I'll be here [at the games stall] the whole day".

Guess what?
next day we only see him twice, and for very short periods at that.'

oh geez.
There are a lot more things. [this bloody system's in overwrite]

My classmate, Joy. She was there the whole day, never resting, but when she asked to go home when it was time to leave, because she had a birthday dinner for her granddad, he said "no you gotta clean up".

WTH man.

She was crying when she called her mom.

Then we've got prizes, see, from our vendor who supplied the mech horses. And a lotta ppl wanted to buy the prizes [teddy bears who look like Mr Beans Teddy]. We could've made a lotta money selling them.

But no, stupid tan wouldnt let us. He has no entrupruneic mind [or whatever its spelt]/

How the hell can he be teaching maths?!



Ah well.

Enough about fat rotten lemon.

I got sunburnt from standing in the sun fr too long.

My feet are aching, my legs too, my arms from pushing the saddle up and down for those toddlers and carrying the stupid horses around.

and when it started to drizzle, we carried all 7 horses in.

and then the rain stopped.

so we carried them out.

then it started again.

so we carreid them in.

and then it stopped

so we went out.

Thank god it didn't rain again

and after the rain a whole lotta ppl came to our stall suddenly so we had to start timing them to make sure everyone got their turn.

and as I'm typing my shoulder's starting to ache.

Ach.

That's german for ah.

I think,.

I don't study German.

I just finished Reading Angels and Demons.

A great book.

Really nice.

BUT it gave me a headache looking at the "Illuminati Earth Air Fire Water Illuminati Diamond" signs and turning it 180 degrees around and all that.

ye gods.

But.

I urge all christians not to read it as it's kinda anti-christ.

Wait.

Why am i talking about this.

ah well.

I've got a speech to write.

And i don't think talking about my fiesta is very...Illuminating.
[lame, I know. Darn, I just spoilt the effect.]


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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Wednesday, March 26, 2008


Guess what, mates?
Yep.
I've got to write another speech, this time on My Idol.
"G'morning, everyone. Today I've come to talk to you about my Idol. My Idol is Adolf Hitler because he was one helluvan idiot and I admire idiots. He sent millions of people to die. And for that I love him and he is now my idol and I want to follow in his footsteps when i grow up."
"G'morning, everyone. Today I've come to talk to you about my Idol. My Idol is Osama Bin Laden because he brought a mighty country like America to her knees by bombing the World Trade Center. Just by two planes he wreaked havoc. I also admire him because he is ugly, and I admire people who are ugly mainly because ugly people are terrorists. Take George Bush for example."
G'morning, everyone. Today I've come to talk to you about my Idol. My Idol is George W. Bush because he looks like an overgrown rat, he's got a lot of SNAFU operations to his name [e.g. the lovely Iraq War], got 4000 soldiers killed, shoots first, talks later, and has all the makings of a lovely Hitler."
Just to digress a bit, my classmate doesn't know who Sang Nila Utama is.
AAA.
And if you think that's amazing, she doesn't know what happened on 9/11 either ["9/11? What's that? Eleventh of September? What happened?"]
AAA.
And, she doesn't know who Obama or Clinton or McCain are.
AAA.
And, most of all, she doesn't know who George W. Bush is.
AAAAAA.
And yet another classmate of mine thought Obama blew up the World Trade Center. ["Obama? Isn't he the one that flew the planes into the Twin Towers? How can he be running for president?"]
Now you see how much rubbish I'm surrounded by.
No offence to those smarter ones.
Anyway.
I guess general knowledge is hard to come by, eh?
Ah well.
Better get to writing my speech, then.
And I'm gonna add a quote of the day:
"In battle; undefeatable. In victory, unbearable."
Winston L. S. Churchill on Field Marshall Bernard L. Montgomery



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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Monday, March 24, 2008


I've got to write a speech.

A one minute speech.

About "What I Would Do To Help Singapore If I Had A Million Dollars."

And you can't write "G'mornin, Ladies ang Gentlemen. If I had a Million dollars, I'd keep everything for myself. After all, I am helping Singapore by making yet another of its small community become richer and more world-famous. And if you ask me, I shouldn't donate my million bucks to anything. If you want donations, go ask the billionares."

Nope.

Not gonna happen.

So.

So.

So.

HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA WRITE A SPEECH ABOUT THAT BLOODY TOPIC!

Ahem.

Sorry.

I shouldn't have lost my temper.

But.

Ah well.

I guess I'd better start on the speechythingy.

I refuse to call it a 'speech'.

Hang on.

I just did.



>>Forgotten by02:29



AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Wednesday, March 19, 2008


The thing is that after worrying for about one and a half hours, I decided to see if the school website offered her number.

It didnt...

BUT it had her email...

and that was when I made the most stupid mistake of my life.

I sent her an email reading as follows [is that the correct expression? Sounds a bit weird to me.]


Dear Ms Law,

I'm very sorry that I failed to hand up the History projects for 1 Charity, becuase they are missing.
You see, I was packing my bag to go back home when TW period was over. I walked out the class and was going to the staff room when suddenly I realised I wasn't in posession of the projects.
I rushed back to the classroom but to my dismay the projects, which had been lying on my table, were gone.
I searched my desk, the space under my table and did the same to my neighbour's desk but my search proved fruitless.
I also checked my bag and my file but the search yielded no results.
Hopefully, my neighbour [Marianne Ee] might have accidentally taken it home as it was lying on the side closer to her table. I shall go and check with her immediately tomorrow as I cannot reach her [her handphone keeps saying "please leave a message after the tone"].
I have disappointed you, myself and the class. I hope that you will accept my sincerest apologies once more for causing you this great inconvenience. I can assure you that this will not happen again.

Yours Sincerely,
Rachel Eng [1 Charity]


And guess what happened!

A few minutes later, my friend called and told me that she, seeing that I wasn't there and had left the projects on my table, SHE handed it in!

AAA!

I felt like an idiot. An idiot savant [considering that i topped in Eng and Lit.]. An Alonzo Clemens. Sorta.

And today, my history teacher said, "Rachel, your friend handed it in to me. You didn't have to send me such a sad email."

Gosh, I felt like I wanted to die.



>>Forgotten by02:53



AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY


See, my cousin is gettin married on the 19th of May.

To a New Yorker.

My cousin-to-be is gonna be a New Yorker!

And guess wot. My aunt's english sux so much that she caun't decipher his accent and therefore can't guess what he's saying.

And when my grandma was introduced to him, she said later [in chinese, duh]
"He didn't speak a lot, did he?"

WHAT DO YOU EXPECT HIM TO SAY? SPEAK CHINESE?!

anyway we invited them over for dinner and then played cluedo. Gosh, my cousin [as in cousin, not cousin to be] totally forgot how to play cluedo and guess what she's a police officer.

Anyway whatever.

I got my results back.

Woo.'

actually I haven't got History, Maths and Science yet but what the heck lets just announce 'em.

Let's start with the BAD news first.

For Art, I got C5 [cos its creative stuff. I can do scientific drawings and still life and that soorta thing, but definitely i'm not creative.].

For Chinese, I got C6 [but this time i have an excuse; more than half the class got C5 or C6.].


Now the Good news:

For D&T, I got 7th in Class. That's good. Its A1.

For Geog, I got 5th in Class. That's good. That's A1.

For English, I topped the class. That's good and bad. The bad is that that's A2.

For Lit, I topped the class. That's good. It's A1.


Now I'm hoping to top for Maths and History as well. I know I can't top Science, but well, I'll keep on hoping.



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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Monday, March 17, 2008


OPERATION MARKET-GARDEN.


OPERATION MARKET-GARDEN.


OPERATION MARKET-GARDEN.


OPERATION MARKET-GARDEN.


OPERATION MARKET-GARDEN.


I'm so dead.


See, I'm History rep for my class, and I was collecting history projects today.


And then when we're packin' up for schl [cos its over, duh] and guess what? When i walk out of the class, I rmbr i left it in the classrm but then when i walkn back i realise ITS NOT THERE ANYMORE!!!


Either Marianne Ee must've taken it home mistakenly or IT WAS STOLEN.


Whatever it is,


I AM SO DEAAAAD.




On a brighter note, let me begin with the title.


Jason said that yesterday.


see, J and I were playing with Dad and we were playing with his hands. As in he curled his hands into fists, and we pretended they were baseketballs and dribbled them round the table.


Then Jason crushed his basketball and said "My ball got blown up by a satchel charge."


Even as he said it he knew that something was wrong.


The whole table exploded in laughter.


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


HAHAHA...oh well.


I had my theory exam on saturday. Grade 5.

God, am I dead.

I didnt do the phrasing and peformance directions!

AAA.

I AM GONNA FAIL.



>>Forgotten by00:58



AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Wednesday, March 12, 2008


Guess what? Went to T3 today.
No, I didn't watch Terminator 3. That movie sucks.
I went to Terminal 3.

CAJUN FRIES!

And there were a lot of things to see. The red fan spinning around for nothing was especially nice.

CAJUN FRIES!

We took the looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong escelator up from B2's MRT place to L2 Departure place.

CAJUN FRIES!

And in case you're wondering what Cajun Fries are, there's this joint called "Popeyes biscuits and snacks" or was it snacks and biscuits? Or Biscuits and something else?
Anyway, we had it when we went to the Flyer, and Cajun Fries totally R.O.C.K.S.
WOO!
Anyway, it was fun. I took a lot of fotos of Jason cos he doesn't like photos.
Not that that's got to do with anything.

And since my pictures of the airshow aren't loading, I guess I'll just have to skip the "Lone Ranger" sign for this time.

>The Invisible Lone Ranger Sign Was Here<


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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Monday, March 10, 2008


Guess who got a new phone?


No, not my brother, idiots.
ME! ME! ME! ME! ME!
A Nokia 5610 to be precise.
A Blue one. What, you wouldn't think I'd go for the Red one, would you?
Anyway, my dad also bought me Still Not Getting Any and No Pads, No Helmets...Just Balls.
I listened to Still not Getting Any at least 8 times in a row.
NP, NH...JB is a bit sick. As in the photos. Cos they show women in bikinis in suggestive stances with the band members.
Oh and for those who have no idea who the band is, its Simple Plan.
If you dont' know them either I can't help you.



It's the March Holidays! [Yeah, I know this news is as late as the news of Queen Victoria dying]

Yesterday was the Arena match!
[I hear Deep got his 10 seconds of fame, although it's probably closer to 2.]
It was St Nicks against RI!
All the school was cheering when they announced that we'd be going against RI!
It was an honor, they said, to go against one of the top schools!

I bet we lost.
And we did!
YAY RI!
But St Nicks is my school! How can I say such a thing?!
Well, I never said I liked my school, did I?
I never said I thought my school was great at debating, did I?
I never said I thought my school was better than RI, did I?

You've got to be pragmatic if you wanna survive in today's world.
No one gives a damn about 'honor' and all that stuff anymore.

No one...'cept maybe the whole of my school.



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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Thursday, March 6, 2008


Tomorrow is my dance exam.
I'm dreading it with each passing moment.
But I gonna be the holidays after the exam. Yay. Finally.
Today during Infocomm we had to write an article about the first term in st nicholas.
Wot's this got to do with the title, you say?
Ah. I was coming to that, I was.
Well, you see, our Lax Maths Teacher whom some classamtes affectionately call "Rotten Lemon", has given us seven questions on rational numbers.
And he's asking us to hand it up on the 17th of March.
That's eleven days, people. Eleven bloody days. Eleven bloody days to do seven bloody questions.
-_-
And don't argue on his behalf. We have a maths lesson tomorrow.
My life is going down the drain...
My MSN Doesn't work...
And now my Yahoo doesn't work either...
Apart from the phone and email and snail mail, I'm totally isolated...
AAA...
And that's not a triple A battery, if that's what youre thinking...



>>Forgotten by02:53



AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Tuesday, March 4, 2008


That's exactly wot Mr Tan said...

...

Before a few weeks later wasting our precious planning time by droning on and on about something or other.


I know that's boring.

I know that saying "I know that's boring" is boring too.

And don't get me started on how "I know that saying 'I know that's boring' is boring too" is boring too.


I have a history project. Yeah! Its about Greece. Yeah! All my classamtes were impressed with my knowledge. Yeah! History rocks! Yeah! I like Chinese. Yeah! not...



>>Forgotten by23:59



AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Sunday, March 2, 2008


This time around its about savage dogs.

Well, see me and my family are just relaxing in our house [which is now a mansion complete with an olympic-sized swimming pool and a koi pond the size of my room] when I announce I'm gonna get a drink from the bar. Yes, bar.

So I go out and pour myself a martini [shaken and not stirred] and then when I go back to the living room I find a fierce doberman sitting in the living room.

Now this part is blurry cos all I can remember is suddenly the doberman jumps and attacks me and my parents while the TV is still blaring Channel 8's The Mischievous Princess.

And then Abby, the dog next door, comes into the fray. She howls her heart out cos she's begging for food. THen she gets stuck in a cat flap. I try to push her out but then she's watching the doberman and refuses to budge. Suddenly when J is stroking her head she turns on him, snarls and starts to chase him around [don't ask me how she got out of the cat flap].

And So with both dogs tearing guts out here and there [its no longer my family there; some other people came around] It's madness. And then the doberman makes a fanatical leap towards my mom; and this is when Abby heroically saves the day by jumping in front of the doberman, who at this point has turned into a grey wolf that looks exactly like the one in Fanny's desktop picture,jumped in front of my mom in a typical american heroic "Save yourself sir!" stance.

And so the doberman-wolf bites abby in the stomach and its all blood and gore until a man that looks like confucius [particularly the head] comes along and disintigrates them.


I swear I'll never look at Abby or Dobermans the same way again.


>>Forgotten by23:49



AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Saturday, March 1, 2008


we went two rounds: one in day and one at night.

And as the title says, the Fascinating, Freaking awesome Ferris wheel Funnily Forever known as the Flyer is Fun to Fly on.

the first round was cool: you see a lot of things. I'm gonna post some pics the next round cos this pics haven't been downloaded yet. Sad.

Anyway.

The night one was abso-bloody-lutely mind blowing.

The FFFFFF had all these blue neon glow-in-the-dark sorta lights on. We took ghost videos -the blue lights made us look blue, but of course- and took ghost pics.

Woohoo.

Yeah. Its getting boring. I totally agree with you.

Anyway, You shouldn't miss the flyer. Its great I tell you. Biger than the london eye.

But I guess the Eye is much better

cos its in London.



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-If you are going through hell...keep going.
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