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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Friday, August 21, 2009

Hello everybody. I haven't been around for the past week I realised.
On Friday last week I had a great hacking cough. On Saturday I caught a fever. On Sunday I copped a stomachache. And on Monday?
I'M FINE.
I have the most abysmal bad luck.
On Monday night I had leg cramps. On Tuesday night was a long drawn out asthma attack.
On Thursday for CCA we ended up looking up our birthdates on Wikipedia. The first thing on my birthdate is "University of Leipzig opens". And then it's peppered with Prime Ministers, Presidents and scores of Politicians. It means I'm going to become one one day.
Gen's was AWESOME. Wars, battles, massacres, serial murderers, you name it. I like her birthday.
Trini will henceforth be known as the Pope Killer. Two Popes died on her birthday. Other than that she had a lot of firsts. Like "First man on the moon", although that wasn't one of them. She also had a couple of porn stars here and there.
Our combined birthdays (October 7 and April 20 - Hitler's b'day) had two popes dying and a lot of Nobel Laureates.
Anyway. Yesterday's History test's source based inferential question was hilarious. It went something like "United in a band, together we stand, equality for citizens all, wealth and riches for all". So for my second inference I put "I can infer that they have a terrible sense of rhyme. This can be seen from the last word in every line." I cancelled it out, but only drew a stroke across so they can still read it.
If my marks return bad (which they probably will) I think it's worth it.
I spent four dollars yesterday on five books and three Time magazines. $0.50 each. I've finished four out of five books already.
Yesterday's Lit was stupid. There's this story in "Stories from Asia" called The Assignment. The Sikhs are fighting some other race and this family is the only one of that race left. Ages ago the father of that family helped out some Sikh guy who was in trouble and ever since that guy has been giving them a gift every year. One day some other Sikh guy comes along and gives them a gift. The old guy died and that's his son. He says it's a pack of noodles. After he walks off he meets this gang with torches and weapons. "Have you completed your assignment?" They ask. He says yes. "Shall we continue with ours?" "If you must." Then he walks away.
What do you make of it?
Our Lit Teacher said the pack of noodles was in actual fact a bomb.
I raised my hand and said, if the pack of noodles was in actual fact a bomb, there wouldn't be any need for the 'your assignment my assignment' part. And why would they need to torch the house when it's already going to be blown sky high by the bomb? Overkill.
I can't remember her answer.
I also asked, why would they need to disguise the bomb in a pack of noodles if the rest are so forthright and going to use weapons and torches?
She said, "Because it's fun?"
Someone suggested those with weapons and torches were going to burn another house.
But then, I said, it reinforces the fact that there's not supposed to be the last part there! Why would rioters who have nothing to do with each other ask about their assignments? They can do that at debriefing later. (Ha ha.)
The teacher said I believed in the good of man. I said loudly that I did not.
At night we went to the Cat High school musical. We waited for ages outside and I was reduced to watching a girl play Bratz on her Nintendo DS. It was a while before I realised it was in German (Just for you, Ros!).
The musical was pretty funny and very well done. The dancing segment must've been based on Michael Jackson. Although they could've chosen better stars. Two of them I think were straining to reach the high notes. And the bully was rib tickling.
But Jason's part was just at the end. THe finale. There wasn't even a point for the choir.
There was one song that was very nice, that went like "nobody understands me, sometimes I feel like I am alone in this world, da da da da da da nobody understands me". It sounds very familiar but I can't remember. During that part you could hear that a few of the violins hadn't tuned their instruments.
There was this part where the teachers who were acting as parents started to sing. The mom (Jason's science teacher) began and I was wondering who was singing, because I sure as hell didn't realise. Then I saw it was here and said, "I wasn't expecting that."
Then the dad began to sing and I said, "This was what I was expecting."
He was like Pierce Brosnan in Mamma Mia.
And as if they'd heard me, the music they played at the finale when they were cutting the cake was - guess what? Mamma Mia.
I am now stuck on my home econs research. I have no idea what to do.

~Today in History~
1941: German troops reach Leningrad, leading to the siege of Leningrad.
ALSO: 1932: The BBC first experiments with television broadcasting. YAY!

~Quote of the Day~
In war there is no prize for the runner-up.
-Omar Bradley. How true.

~Useless Fact of the Day~
This is just for fun. I'll start with the eternal crowd pleaser.
DID YOU KNOW: Banging your head on the wall for an hour can burn 150 calories?

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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Friday, August 14, 2009

Whatchamacallit
I had a very suitable title for this post but I've forgotten what it was.
I do not want to talk about the interview, so I'll go back to National Day celebrations in school.
The National Day celebration was, to put it nicely, crap. We did that stupid Sing Singapore at St Nicks thing, and afterwards while the weeny, cute, oh-I'm-so-young-so-you'll-have-to-give-me-special-privileges Primary school kids got to go home, we had to stay back while the teachers went down the line to pick out all those not properly attired "Red".

This is not red.
This is not red.
This is red.
This is not red.
This is not red.
This is not red.

You get the point.
About half the class was caught, and when Le Yan came back she was seriously pissed.
Needless to say, it wasn't really fun to be listening to somebody grousing about the school, but I'm pretty sure everybody felt that way at that moment.
Although none of them went to break the school magnet in half and throw it away.
Then for the party after school, Priscilla went somewhere else and Vera dropped out so it was just Le Yan and I. And her primary school friend Jeannie.
We watched the Old Pink Panther and the New Pink Panther (coincidentally, it's Steve Martin's birthday today.) and played Pet Society.
The National Day Parade was okay. But the flypast was less than satisfactory. Just three F16s? And just one simple formation and that's all?????
And one of the MPs dropped his bayonet during the segment! Poor guy. He's bound to be rapped.
I got 22.5/25 for my Land Supply/Water Resources Geog test. I would like to thank Genevieve and Trini for their half an hour crash course before CCA. It helped a lot.
I have too many things to do and too many things to say. SO I'll end off with my dream.

One night I had a dream about this dog walker who's kinda like Rob in Life's Get Fuzzy. He has an assistant dog walker (I thin his name is Jackson. No relation to Michael) who has to quit for some reason. So Rob goes to this forum like the one in our school and there're a lot of dog walking enthusiasts there. Two guys get into a fight and are whisked away. They end up in this hut with this old Jap guy who takes out a sleek Motorola phone and says, "Honey, I got the kids, we'll be home in Nagasaki in one hour." I groan, "Oh crap, what's the date?"
August 9, 1945.
Looking out of the window, I see two bombers. One big bomb falls and the entire thing goes boom. "DUCK!" everybody jumps under the bed. I walk out and look at the red cloud then take out my digital camera. CLICK.

~Today in History~
1941: Winston Churchill and Franklin D. Roosevelt sign the Atlantic Charter of war stating postwar aims.

~Quote of the Day~
In war, whichever side may call itself the victor, there are no winners, but all are losers.
Neville Chamberlain. One of the only sensible things he said.

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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Wednesday, August 12, 2009

It's two more hours to my interview with NJC.
I'm not scared.
I'm just not prepared.
In the event that I do come back, I'll tell you more about my week.
In the event that I don't, just forget about me.

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Motivational Quote #1
If you think you're beaten, you are
If you think you dare not, you don't
If you'd like to win, but think you can't
It's almost a cinch you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you're lost
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will
It's all in a state of mind.

(Forgot who wrote this. Sorry!)

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Motivational Quote #2

(Advice given to soldiers in WWI)
When you are a soldier you can be in one of two places:
A dangerous place or a safe place.
If you're in a safe place...don't worry.
If you're in a dangerous place, you can be one of two things:
one is wounded and the other is not.
If you're not wounded...don't worry.
If you are wounded it can be dangerous or slight:
If it's slight...don't worry.
If it's dangerous then one of two things will happen:
You'll die or you'll recover.
If you recover...don't worry.
If you die...you can't worry.
Under this circumstances a soldier never worries.

Me? Being a natural pessimist I prefer the second quote.

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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Happy 64th Anniversary of the bombing of Hiroshima by the B-29 Bomber Enola Gay!!

I'm in the com lab now so I don't really have time to say anything else.

~Today in History~
See above.

~Quote of the Day~
My God, what have we done?
The co-pilot of the Enola Gay. I think that's what he said, what I read in a book. I'm not quite sure.

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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Monday, August 3, 2009

Stuff and Nonsense

Well, my mom wrote to Mr. Boy today and Mr. Boy accepted me for the VJ interview. So I got it. Which is great news!
Not so great news: On Saturday, my brother got stomach flu.
On Saturday, we went to PUBRC for dinner. There were two boys and their dad in one corner playing PSP and the boys were bloody noisy. And all the father said was "There're people eating, shut up." It was saying it out of necessity, not because he really wanted them to shut up. After one such 'lecture' the older boy went, "So? It's their problem."
It really makes you want to scream, doesn't it?
Amanda Loh told me about a particularly rude Primary school kid. She was in a hurry and there were two primary school kids in her way, so she said something along the lines of "excuse me". And the girl turned around and shrieked, "Can't you see we're WALKING?"
I would have shouted back, "And can't you see I'm HURRYING?" before shoving her out of the way. If you think that's drastic, you should see what other people would have done or did.
Amanda Loh waited till the girl turned around before doing some things that are not suitable for children of young ages to read or see or hear.
Le Yan approved, but said she would rather do it straight to the girl's face. (Point the middle finger and shout "**** *** *******!" It's up for your sick mind to figure out what those asterisks are.)
Yeah. My mom is home and I ought to get cracking on my nonexistent homework.

~Today in History~
1934: Adolf Hitler becomes the supreme leader of Germany by joining the offices of President and Chancellor into Führer.

~Quote of the Day~
How fortunate for leaders that men do not think.
-Adolf Hitler. How fortunate for the Allies that Germany's Leader did not think either.

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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Saturday, August 1, 2009

Three Things
1. I GOT THE NJC INTERVIEW
2. I haven't posted in a while, I realise
3. All my recent posts are very, very short.

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