kernie's.

goodbye!

Fri, 06 Aug 2004 14:18:35 GMT

hey for all those people who read my livejournal, i'm sorry but i've decided to revert back to my diaryland. from now on, i'll no longer update in this livejournal. so go check out my diaryland yeah?

go to my diaryland!

seeya!

what a wonderful sound!

Mon, 02 Aug 2004 12:16:36 GMT

saturday was ri gep open house! gosh it was freakin' fun man, leading a bunch of IDIOTIC IDIOTIC primary 6 shits around and enduring their bullshit and extremely irritating playfulness. but it was fun, sigh. i was enjoying myself showing off and haolianing about my beautiful school to those jabronis.

then for the closing of the open house, i was so worried that there'd only be one venue for both yanshuo and i to speak, which would mean that one of us wouldn't have a chance to do it. but thankfully, both of us still got a chance to speak. the first speech that i'd ever done where i wasn't nervous at all. really, not a trace of shaking or shivering, i just delivered the speech and it was done! no tossing and turning around in bed, like yanshuo claimed he went through the night before. anyway, i think i did okay, so that's that, i enjoyed giving the speech.

now i know what people mean when they say 'the sweet sound of applause'. oh my goodness, especially when it's all directed at you, only you. it's so overwhelming and oh gosh what a fantastic feeling, i didn't know how to react so i was standing there stupidly, soaking in the sweet, sweet sound.

so after that i rushed off to church in andrew's dad's car for a programme called 'the next level', for students taking the 'o's and the 'a's this year. learnt quite a lot! haha, i guess it was very fruitful. i even enjoyed the long, long time i spent waiting for my parents to pick me after they came back from their national day preview, *insert big big smile.

there was the barbecue on sunday! running around stealing food from everywhere with everyone yelling at me and saying i'm a useless piece of shit and i'm 'DUO GUAN XIAN SHI'. wahh, chinese gosu. ooh it was fun, though some of my stupid health-conscious cousins were reduced to nibbling on carrot sticks. cannot bring themselves to gorge on all the heavily burnt but extremely tasty food, you see. ehh, actually, carrot sticks are quite nice, HAHA.

okay prelims are in four weeks. FOUR WEEKS. and i've only done half of geog and half of bio. oh no.

seeya!

coconut rice!

Wed, 28 Jul 2004 11:21:01 GMT

you know, every week in the sunday times lifestyle section, on the very very last page, there's always this section where there's an interview of some bigshot and they'll ask him/her what's their favourites cuisine, what exotic crap they've eaten, and stuff right? and then there's always this little box with the interviewee(?) talking about the last meal he/she would have before dying. some say they want mum's whateverwhatever homecooked food, some say they want some super haoliao thing from some hardcore restaurant in france or something, some say they want fried ants from africa... yeah.

what would be MY last meal? well, if i even had a say in it, i wouldn't be able to choose mum's homecooked food, because to put it mildly, my mum's cooking isn't very good. largely consists of heaping whatever's in the refridgerator at that moment into the microwave and ding! kenny's sad meal is ready. yeah, homecooked food is definitely out.

i'd choose NASI LEMAK. not just any ordinary nasi lemak you can buy anywhere (you know, the FAMOUS CHANGI VILLAGE NASI LEMAK packets that can be found in every provision store, snacks bar, bowling alley), but my special PUNGGOL nasilemak, or chongpang nasi lemak from sembawang/serangoon/idon'tknow. oooh i love nasi lemak, loved it since young because my parents love it too, i remember eating it for breakfast as often as i possibly could. and punggol/chongpang nasi lemak is especially nice, with wonderful chicken wings, delightfully crispy ikan bilis, fragrant rice and tasty chili. just the wonderful fragrance of coconut rice emanating from the PUNGGOL nasi lemak stall makes me drool man. the queues are very long though. one downside there.

okay, time to continue with my bio, seeya! i shouldn't even be online, i'm breaking my pact with lowell. ahh too late, old habits die hard.

ANYWAY, seeya!

with the lights out!

Fri, 23 Jul 2004 13:23:12 GMT

alright i haven't blogged for so, so long. i'm supposed to say sorry, i guess? so, sorry.

just bought 'by the way' by RHCP just now. i've been wanting to buy it for so long, i really like RHCP. i've been wondering and wondering and wondering whether to buy 'by the way' or 'in utero' by nirvana, but in the end, i decided on 'by the way', because well, 'in utero' wasn't in stock.

i'm listening to it all the time now, but i guess it's only gonna be a matter of time before i revert back to 'nevermind' by nirvana. but 'by the way' will still be one of my favourites!

oh after i bought the album, i realised that i had no money in my ezlink card AND no money to top it up. so i had to resort to using coins. how much is it? i don't know, i just put 50 cents into the thing. was i cheated? or did i cheat?

common test results are almost all back now, i think i got pretty much what i expected, though not what i'd have liked to have gotten. 8 points so far, if i get a1 for chem. it all depends on chem now! and i'm starting to look at my calender next to my study table more often, checking the number of weeks before the prelims. these few weeks are passing so fast huh? i'm gonna start panicking soon.

now what do i expect from my prelim and 'o'level results? i just want to do the best that i can, which is hopefully 6 points. if i cannot make it, i'll be happy with 8. actually, i don't really have to go to rj. i'll really, really be perfectly fine with vj. i'll still be happy. it's just my parents, and my whole extended family's expectations of me that makes me pressured to go to rj.

that's wrong isn't it? but it's influenced me somehow that i'll feel really disappointed and dismayed if i can't get into rj. sigh. when i have kids next time, i'll make sure i give them no pressure whatsoever, and just let them develop as much as they can while i help them along. okay, maybe a little pressure. ahh heck it's gonna be very long before i have kids anyway, why am i bothering.

oh yeah oh yeah, on thursday (i think) lammo darren and i went to crystal jade for lunch! when i go there with my parents i don't really care about the prices and just order what i want, but this time it was so different, checking every single price and adding in GST and service charge and whatever shit to find out the total cost and lammo whipping out his handphone to use the calculator. the people eating there must have thought that we were a bunch of crazy, idiotic shitters. but it was so good! though it costed a bomb by our usual lunch-cost standard.

okay now, should i buy 'blood sugar sex magik' by RHCP or 'in utero' by nirvana next? ahh, sigh. maybe i should just save money and buy some more meaningful stuff.

and i forget just why i taste

oh yeah, i guess it makes me smile

i found it hard, it was hard to find

oh well, whatever, nevermind

must go study now! you know, it's amazing just how MUCH more work i can do when the damn computer isn't on. but it's just a habit for me to turn it on. i really must break that habit. with the comp in front of me i can spend 1 hour on the same page in the bio textbook. when it's not on, i could have done about 3 chapters in that time.

seeya!

if memory serves me right.

Thu, 15 Jul 2004 08:26:26 GMT

okay i'll update. i feel really lazy to update though. this blog is becoming very stagnant. and i'm thinking of changing the template! should i? or should i spend the time doing a few more math questions instead?

there's this IRON CHEF craze sweeping my class now, with lowell memorising everything that kaga says and all of his usual motions. HAHA and to think that i started it. oh mann i think even chicky is going to watch IRON CHEF too. but it's seriously a good show, really! go watch too!

okay common test results. they've been fine so far, except for a math. but i wasn't really expecting to do well for a math. i'm really afraid for geog, bio, chem and english. sigh. prelims are so near, it's scary. i feel that i must mug, but i don't feel like mugging. the same way with practising my running, i feel that i must, but i can't drag myself to the track. hai.

well i really have nothing to write about now. i'll update more next time when i do have stuff to talk about okay? seeya!

the last thing i wanna do.

Wed, 07 Jul 2004 07:54:14 GMT

i think my readership has dropped, and dropped and dropped judging from the counter in my diaryland. hmmm. ahh nevermind, it doesn't matter.

common tests are largely over, which means i'll be back here more often until the time when i start getting worried for prelims and begin mugging again. only e math left now, i hope it won't be too hard. then again, my math is really really shitty, i have this phobia of math papers and from the moment the teacher says 'you can start now', i'll have this constant fear that sooner or later i'm gonna encounter a question i cannot do at all and break out in cold sweat. sigh.

my mum has suddenly taken a liking to jolin tsai. isn't that weird? i suddenly caught her one day humming the tune from 'ai qing 36 ji' and i was like 'hmmm that sounds familiar...' i thought typical aunties like my mum wouldn't like pop songs like these and would prefer good ol' faye yu qing or something. the world has turned upside-down! maybe soon faye yu qing will be the in thing among the young and jolin tsai will be reduced to performing for massive crowds of jabroni-looking aunties.

okay, i dunno what to do now. sigh. i'll be back soon yeah? seeya!

potty and the weasel.

Tue, 29 Jun 2004 13:16:54 GMT

haven't been updating much huh. what have i been doing the past few days? trying to finish my common test revision while trying to restrain my panic. note the use of the word 'try'.

i'm really really worried for the common tests now. okay okay must think logically. physics and biology should be fine. geography i can't do much anymore. history should be okay as well. SS doing now. a math and e math can't really do much now. chem, no need to say.

so the subjects that i have to worry about: chem, both math, geography. and maybe SS. not so bad right? right?

okay enough about studies. i like oasis now. they're much better than jet, plus they have funky british accents. they're good! i love the album '(what's the story) morning glory'.

you know, i used to love harry potter and kept re-reading all the books, but now i get sick and pissed the moment i hear his name. IT'S YOUR FAULT LOWELL. i wish harry potter had never been written, then i wouldn't have to be tortured everyday by idiotic spells cast out from G2 pens or GELSTICK pens and by constant chatter about the absolutely HORRIBLE harry potter movies.

re-reading the lord of the rings now. it's a safe book. lowell will never fancy it and become obsessed with it. maybe because it's too cheem for him. okay okay joking.

just ripped this from don's blog. think it's funny.

Your love is... by ChibiMarronchan
Your name is...
Your kiss is...	delicious
Your hugs are...	to die for
Your eyes...	light up a day
Your touch is...	awakening my heart
Your smell is...	beautiful
Your smile is...	encouraging
Your love is...	eternal

Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!

okay i'm spastic.

anyway, have to continue with my SS revision now. seeya!

misery.

Fri, 18 Jun 2004 12:51:55 GMT

hey again. this weekend sucks. sigh.

i'm trying not to think about it during the day, concentrating on my bio revision which i plan to finish by sunday, telling myself to be happy and watching IRON CHEF if i have time. but during the night, when everything's quiet and dark and i have nothing to do but think about everything, i just feel so miserable. these days can't pass quickly enough.

anyway. talking about IRON CHEF. i think it's really, really, really funny. and corny too. the show takes itself so seriously i just can't help laughing at it. but oh well, it passes time. and it's sorta interesting too, the dishes that those chefs create. haha. IRON CHEF has a kind of quality and class that singaporean shows never have, and i admire it for that.

like look at the singaporean wheel of fortune imitation! it's DISGUSTING. it SUCKS. NOONE watches it! it has no class, feels fake, sounds dumb and looks stupid. mediacorp and mediaworks should go watch IRON CHEF a few times and learn from those japanese producers. i can't take any more brainless cheesy singaporean productions man, it's so embarrassing. imagine a foreigner (preferably from CHINA) watching one of our typical idiotic act-funny shows and thinkng, 'this is from SINGAPORE?!! hohoho!' urrrghh.

oh, and 'a rush of blood to the head' by coldplay has become my favourite album for now. HAHA, i love the album's design, it's so simple and elegant and tasteful. i can look at it forever and never tire of it. and i love coldplay's music! especially the tracks 'god put a smile upon your face' and 'a rush of blood to the head'.

been playing a little of ninja gaiden everytime i feel sick of studying (which is like, all the time). sigh i wanna be a ninja! jumping around doing whirlwind strikes and loping off the heads of people i don't like. ahh, that'd feel nice.

i have this very, VERY strong feeling that i won't be able to complete my revision in time for the common tests. oh no. sigh i don't want to go for SSS (Supervised Self Study), which is essentially a detention where you're forced to study. but i'll have to go if i screw up my common tests! oh no.

GEOGRAPHY! how am i gonna finish GEOGRAPHY! there's so damn much to study. but haha i've decided to listen to your advice, raghu, i'm doing mindmaps! hope they work, because if i get F9 for my geography common tests, you're gone! i'll take you down with me! bwahaha!

sigh see, i'm going crazy. sorry. anyway back to bio... seeya!

studying sucks so bad.

Wed, 16 Jun 2004 12:21:57 GMT

anyway. i haven't updated for so long. sigh my revision's going quite badly, i'm revising real slowly. i'm really afraid i won't be able to finish everything before the common tests. i must concentrate! i'm really lousy at concentrating, i'll keep getting distracted halfway by my phone, the computer, stuff happening outside, the TV, and my refrigerator. i'm gonna get damn fat soon, with all those refrigerator raiding sessions whenever i'm bored of mugging.

then again, i'm already fat. must exercise!

i hope i don't die too badly this weekend. but i know i will, sigh. i'll try to be happy, but it's gonna be so hard. nevermind, next week will be fine, i hope. yay!

oh yeah, it's elissa's birthday today, if noone knows.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

hope your 'surprise' birthday bash was fun! haha.

maybe i'll join dragonboat racing in JC, then i won't have to bother going to the gym to build up muscles like what some jabronis in 4T are doing now. HAHA.

i've gotta go back to my bio now. sigh. seeya.

decisions...

Fri, 11 Jun 2004 11:59:03 GMT

hey again! you know, i think it's quite easy to predict when i'll write a new entry. you see, i look at the counter on the right of my diaryland. when i first write an entry and post it, the counter will start rolling and rolling with increasing speed until it reaches a maximum point when people get sick of coming here to check if there're any new entries, then it'll start to slow down until hardly anyone comes here anymore. so i'll write an entry always just after the climax to maximise readership. HAHAHAHA. is my theory sound? okay nevermind nevermind.

i was supposed to go to japan next week, 16-20 june. but well i decided not to go, due to VARIOUS REASONS. yeah, various reasons. uh huh, haha. now i don't have to agonise over how i'm going to write my letters and make them look nice. but anyway, maybe i'll still write some. haha i hope you understand yeah?

and i realised something very interesting and scary 2 days ago, though it might be very funny from someone else's point of view. only yongjin will understand this, HAHA. can't you at least HELP me? give me some advice? you suck! and NO i'm not going for IT.

okay you know what, i think i'm talking nonsense. i really must get down to serious mugging now, all my notes are arrayed on my table and waiting to be conquered but i keep getting distracting by DOING OTHER THINGS LIKE WHAT I'M DOING RIGHT NOW. seeya!

riders.

Mon, 07 Jun 2004 12:22:36 GMT

you know why i like war movies or movies with lots of grand, great battles? it's because they're so stirring and passionate and epic i just love them. the good ones, at least. like the return of the king, when the riders of rohan were charging down the pelennor, it was so stirring and grand and wonderful and brave. that image will forever be etched in my mind. even now i sometimes get fantasies of riding a horse charging to my death with my spear levelled at the countless hordes i'm about to meet with ten thousand other riders behind me.

okay fine fine i'm weird. though i'm afraid reality will be rather different. most probably i'll screw something up with my horse and i'll get trampled by it or i'll forget to bring my spear or if i do remember, i'll accidentally spear the guy in front of me and then get shot in the back with arrows by the guy behind me. nevermind yeah?

i love the sound of marching soldiers too. and the sound thousands of horses make as they charge across a battlefield. and i start to wish that i could do all that, that i could be a brave and honourable rider charging to my doom and fighting for my freedom, with a noble purpose and perishing with honour. that i could be part of an army of thousands and revel in my army's might and power.

oh well. i'll settle for riding across the countryside. riding a HORSE, mind you. sick bastards, i'm so disappointed with you.

why the hell am i talking about this. tons of stupid math homework to do! i'll never get in any time for proper revision this holiday, most of it will be spent in a feverish state trying to do all my homework by july.

okay i better go back to my feverish state now, seeya.

k.e.n.n.y.

Fri, 04 Jun 2004 06:59:55 GMT

oh well. ripped this from don's livejournal. </p>

K	Kinky
E	Easy
N	Natural
N	Naive
Y	Yummy

Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com

KINKY??!!!

i should be doing math! bye!

'o's.

Fri, 04 Jun 2004 06:53:26 GMT

hey. my two-day vacation from the reality of my homework is over, and for the rest of this holiday it'll be hardcore mugging season. math is so insane. i can't do so many questions (yeahyeah i know you can, shut up, i suck i suck) and it's so FREAKIN' LONG. so many bloody questions.

i'm starting to get quite afraid of the 'o' levels now... look at the practice prelim papers! can't do so many questions. and yeah i know the 'o' levels should be easier (they better be) but i don't want to end up in JJ or PJ or MJ for the first three months, hell, i don't want to spend a SINGLE day there.

so i'm looking at my aims now. i'll be happy to get 6 or 7 points. at first i was just aiming for a single-digit score, but then when i thought about it, if i got 8 i'd already be quite miserable. aiming for 7 or less points. i really wouldn't mind going to VJ, but if i go there, i want to go there with 6 points, not 9 points. but heck i'd probably go to RJ anyway.

sigh whatever. hope i do well. and if i wanna do well, i should start preparing now. so. seeya.

(mugging sucks)

('o's suck)

it's OVER!

Mon, 31 May 2004 10:54:33 GMT

today was so, so nice. sigh.

anyway chinese! i guess the paper was harder than last year's. but i'm not expecting very much, hopefully i'll get lucky and get some super lenient ah ma teacher who can't read my handwriting and just decides to give me full marks for everything. i think even if i get a2 i'll be quite sad. a2s are useless even though they look nicer than b3s.

so now, i'm gonna rest for 2 days. then i'm gonna start on the huge idiotic pile of holiday homework that's sitting on my desk right now and looking at me menacingly. and must start revising for common tests too. sigh. better have some good fun these 2 days.

by the way, shrek2 is so freakin' funny. must watch man.

seeya!

unifoms.

Wed, 26 May 2004 11:20:58 GMT

from the straits times interactive.

Don't forget to salute our brave men in uniform

AS A United States citizen and Singapore Permanent Resident, I hope that all Singaporeans fully comprehend the sacrifice made by the Republic of Singapore Air Force pilot, Lieutenant Brandon Loo Kwang Han, 25, who died recently while training in an F-16 aircraft in the state of Arizona in the US ('RSAF pilot dies while living out his dream'; ST, May 22).

I love my fellow Singaporeans, but all too often they become complacent about the freedom they enjoy. It must be clearly understood that the freedom Singapore enjoys is because brave Singaporeans in the armed forces protect that freedom every single day, every single minute and every single second.

The freedom that Singapore enjoys as a nation is contingent on those in the armed forces willing to make the ultimate sacrifice and we now have seen a brave Singaporean RSAF pilot do just that for his nation while training to defend it. I would encourage all Singaporeans to say 'thank you' the next time they see a member of the armed forces in uniform. Thank them for protecting your home, for making a sacrifice, and for protecting Singapore's freedom as a nation.

JONATHAN V. GALAVIZ

President

Singapore Association of Nevada

took this from the straits times forum page. isn't it so true? we singaporeans take everything for granted, we think our freedom will be there forever and noone can take it away from us, we think that we're always safe from any threat. we seem to have forgotten how hard our grandparents fought for our freedom and the price they paid for it.

my brother is in NS now and i can see how hard the soldiers train everyday. they train to protect us, protect our future, to ensure that our children have a safe and free home to grow up in. but we've taken them for granted and we think they'll always be there to protect us. noone acknowledges the sacrifices made by these young men. we need a UNITED STATES citizen to remind us of this fact.

i think we should remember these uniformed men yeah? remember them, and thank God so hard that Singapore has such good people like them to protect us.

sniper in position, sir.

Mon, 17 May 2004 11:27:04 GMT

hey. i think i really owe a lot to jet. for you jabronis who don't know what i'm talking about, jet is a band. the one that did 'are you gonna be my girl'. yeah. whenever i'm feeling down or anything, jet never fails to cheer me up. their music is so light and happy! my heart just feels less heavy listening to them sing.

URGH you JABRONIS why did you have to steal my handphone?? at least lowell didn't see, must be thankful. HAHA.

and i think mrs low really hates me. everytime she sees me she gives me this sarcastic evil-looking 'you'regonnafailbio'o'levelandidontgiveashit' smile. and she keeps picking on me in class. 'kenny you look utterly displeased' 'yes kenny do you want to say something?' URGH. but i guess it's motivation for me, i'm driven to work harder to prove to her that i'm not a complete badegg like she obviously thinks i am. so everytime i get bio tests back i'm more nervous than usual because i'm afraid of screwing up and getting more shit from her.

anyway, i've become really fascinated with shooting. must be because of the ORA shooting thing. i think it's really interesting, i wish so much that i had the opportunity to train more in my shooting skills. heard that yongjin? GO AND TRAIN. plus i wanna be a marksman in NS. get a funky badge! lucky i'm not a wowo king like SOME people.

maybe one day, after i become really good at shooting, i'll buy a rifle in the US and leave it there, and whenever i feel stressed in singapore i'll fly there and go snipe a few people in washington d.c., then fly back home. hmmm.

anyway i'm so sick of chinese. i don't have any motivation to study. not like that stupid don. DID SEVENTY ZAOJUs.

sigh, seeya then. muggin' time folks.

tamer of horses.

Sun, 16 May 2004 05:41:37 GMT

hey, sorry i haven't been updating very often. actually yesterday i'd already written a long, long entry, but i accidentally closed the diaryland window so it disappeared. soooo pissed man. URGHH.

yesterday was a good day in general. except for one thing which happened. only one person will understand. oh MAN i can't believe it happened. and i can't believe we actually got away with it. PHEW.

anyway yesterday we went to watch TROY. i think it's really good. it's so epic yet so intimate and personal. ooh after the movie i was wandering around in a daze reliving the best moments in the movie. i love hector man. the hector-achilles fight was so damn cool, i was just at the edge of my seat even though i already knew who would die. do you know? pssst: hector dies.

oh by the way, we really shouldn't take advantage of mr ong's kindness. if he wants to treat us it's fine and very nice, but we shouldn't go out of our way to bring him along so we can get a free movie or meal out of him. sooner or later he's gonna realise what we're doing. and especially people from other classes who stick onto him just because of his reputation for treating his students. it makes me so sick, i didn't see a SINGLE DAMN ONE of you offer to pay him. don't ever take it for granted that he'll pay. hell, i didn't even see ANYONE of you THANKING him, let alone offering to pay. though maybe you did, just that i didn't see. if you did, good for you, if you didn't, think about it will ya?

anyway, seeya, i think i should start mugging history now. and CHINESE!! ARGHH. i feel so sick the moment i see my stupid chinese notes. bye! i'll update soon, i promise. that's if anyone reads this.

operation G (highlyimproved).

Mon, 10 May 2004 11:40:05 GMT

hey i don't have much time now, so i'll just paste this and update more another time.

the following story is a HIGHLY-IMPROVED version of lowell's jabroni story. most of you who'll read this won't understand it. but nevermind. you can ask either lowell or i for explanations and we'll decide if we want to give them to you. anyway. presenting...

OPERATION G

done by: lowell leow and kenny chng

An ominous layer of darkness blanketed the building. The chiming of a clock nearby indicated the time to be 11 p.m. No sound could be heard save for the occasional little splash from drops of rainwater left over from the downpour yesterday, falling onto the ground from the eaves of the roof. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the roaring of a helicopter’s rotors.

The chopper hovered and many ropes were tossed out over its sides down onto the old, weather-beaten building. Several figures in black slid silently down the rope and landed on the roof of the building just as noiselessly. They moved with supreme confidence, confidence that came only with the knowledge that they were the best motherfuckers in the whole country. Alpha Team was in position.

On the ground, a black, nameless van skid to a halt in front of the same building. The van’s door slid open with a thud and more figures in black emerged with the same grace and confidence possessed by the members of Alpha. After all the commandos had exited, a hulking figure rippling with muscles appeared at the doorway of the van. The other commandos treated him with obvious deference. His proficiency at weapons was unparalleled, his physical prowess unchallenged. He grasped his weapon and flicked the safety off in one fluid motion.

‘Let’s get ‘em Bravo Team’, he growled under his breath.

The team moved deliberately and calmly to the main entrance, weapons held at the ready.

In the building, completely unaware of the intricate battle preparations going on all around him, KAW was on sentry duty. He paced about the room and fingered his pistol impatiently. He looked to his hostages in the corner; two girls were sleeping, heads against the wall with their knees up against their chests in an effort to keep warm. KAW checked his watch again. "Where the hell is that ass!” he shouted out loud. Frustration was killing him.

"Bravo Leader, this is Courageous Officer (CO), do you read me? Over." Alpha leader voiced over the radio, whispering as softly as possible.

"I hear you loud and clear, boss" Bravo Leader replied.

"Get in position and wait for my go, Bravo."

"Roger that, CO"

Meanwhile, a wooden door opening into the room where KAW was pacing impatiently slammed open. "Sorry I was late guys! Was busy." W strode through the door in an arrogant manner that could only be pulled off by people such as W.

"What the fuck lar, come so late, what's your problem man, people want to sleep one you know?" KAW yelled.

"Sorry lar! What you want me to do? Turn back time ah? Want to fight ah? Want to fight ah? Bring it!"

"Whatever lar man, whatever, just shut up!"

"Alpha leader, our sniper (a.k.a. Comfort Man) is in position, over."

"Does he have visual?"

"He says he can see two tangos, repeat, two tangos, over"

"All right get ready, Bravo leader, move in when you hear us kicking off the party!" Alpha leader beckoned to a member of his squad. A plump soldier stepped out of the shadow. He was Chemical Ali.

"Yes sir?"

"You know what you gotta do. On my go!"

Chemical Ali moved over to the opening in the roof and waited expectantly.

"3, 2, 1” Alpha Leader muttered under his breath. “Go go go! Storm the front!"

"Weapons free, repeat weapons free! Normal rules of engagement! Fire at will!"

Chemical Ali kicked the trapdoor in, pointed his ample bottom at the opening, screwed his face up tight in concentration, and did his duty.

BOOM!

The door to the roof flew from the ceiling as Chemical Ali kicked it in. KAW looked up and a wave of noxious, and to put it mildly, unpleasant-smelling gas hit him. He covered his mouth and nose desperately and ran towards the door, retching on the floor.

"What the fuck is that smell? What the fuck is happening?" W shouted, gasping desperately for fresh air.

"I don't know, its your shift now so its your fucking problem!" a muffled reply came.

The girls woke up suddenly as they heard the trapdoor crash down on the floor. Before any of them could say anything, they smelled something extremely disgusting and fainted.

BOOM! Bravo Leader kicked open the wooden door as he heard the trapdoor to the roof crashing open. Suddenly, without waiting for orders, Private SONS rushed into the room.

2 pistol shots were heard.

"HAHAHAHA eat THIS! *bang* and THIS! *bang*, you stupid dumb fuck!" W mocked his victim.

Private SONS fell to the floor writhing and moaning in pain, but even in his last moments, he raised his submachine gun in an act of defiance and pointed it at W.

“Must… be…champion…” he muttered.

“What the FUCK? You’re not dead? TAKE THIS DUMB FUCK!” W leveled his pistol at poor Private SONS’ head and put a bullet between his eyes. Private SONS dropped his submachine gun for the last time.

"Go go go!" Bravo leader commanded. “Private SONS knew the risks he had to take. Our objective is more important!” He rushed into the room, submachine gun well-calibrated and comfortably tucked into his shoulder. He caught a glimpse of KAW’s silhouette and depressed the trigger rapidly.

KAW stumbled back, his hand moving towards the newly-opened wounds in his chest in a futile attempt to stop his blood from gushing out. He stared in disbelief at his killer.

"Bloody hell! Stupid Scouts never tell me got SAS coming!" Were his last words as he slumped to the floor, never to rise again.

W was stunned. He stared first at the lifeless body of his fallen comrade, then at the implacable face mask of Bravo Leader. As Bravo Leader slowly raised his submachine gun to be at the same level as W’s head, W regained his senses in a flash and dived out of the way. He looked frantically for an exit, but the only door was blocked by the rest of Bravo Team. Spotting the window, he dove for it.

BANG!

A Magnum fired.

"SAI! I missed! SAI! AHHHHH!"

Alpha team descended into the room. Their gas masks were on.

"Tango in my sights!"

“Fire fire FIRE!’

Bullets kicked up dust all around W as he sprinted for the window.

PIANG! The sound of breaking glass filled the room.

"Tango has escaped!"

"Sir, we have found the hostages."

"Secure the area!"

"Area secure! Clear!"

"Bravo Team, where are you?"

"We’re right in front of you, Alpha Leader!"

"Oh, didn’t see you, sorry."

"What’s your status? We have a man down."

"Tango 2 escaped."

"Hostages?"

"We have them."

"Do we chase Tango 2?"

"Wait, let me have a look."

Alpha leader moved over to the window and looked out.

"Can your sniper get him?"

"I don't think so."

"Wait, what's that? That bright thing! It looks triangular. Wait, its V-shaped."

"What?"

Bravo Leader moved over to the window.

"I know what that is! He’s… wait... I remember! HE’S V-MAN!"

W ran. He picked himself up from the glass fragments outside the smashed window and ran for his life. His only thoughts were to escape escape I MUST ESCAPE RIGHT NOW OR I’M GOING TO DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH AT THE HANDS OF MY WORST ENEMIES. Suddenly, a bright light illuminated the area. W halted in his tracks. "Stop in the name of all that is tight and fits right!" a powerful and commanding voice boomed. W gazed at the wondrous figure in shock. He felt helpless and full of disbelief at what was happening to him. "I am V-man! And no one escapes JUSTICE!" W fell down on his knees in terror and fright, closing his eyes in an attempt to just will away what he knew would be coming next. V-Man's tongue shot out, a blood-red muscle thickened from much exercise performing morally questionable activites. He aimed it carefully at W. A bright white light shot out from his well-developed tongue and hit W in the heart. W’s eyes went blank and he fell to the floor limply.

"Well, I guess everything's taken care of." Alpha leader heaved a sigh of relief. "Good job guys, well done. Tend to the injured, Jason. Rest of you, stay perky ‘til our back-up arrives."

Michelle woke up and looked around her drowsily. In the darkness she saw several dark shapes. She roused Christine who lay beside her still in deep sleep. "Hmmmmm?" Christine woke up. Michelle looked around again and she saw one of the figures approach her.

"Hi. I'm G, wanna see my gun?"

THE END

new lives.

Tue, 04 May 2004 11:46:59 GMT

a few entries ago, i was talking about my ambitions or rather, my dreams. have a couple more to add:

4) be a world-famous lawyer

5) become an SAS (Special Air Service) trooper

i dunno what inspired number 4, just struck my mind and thought it'd be interesting? oh yeah maybe the visit to the courtroom that day on the learning journey inspired it. i really admire lawyers and the skills needed to become a lawyer. or rather, the skills needed to become a GOOD lawyer. i'll see on this.

number 5 is clearly inspired by rainbow six. reading it now, and i think the SAS is freakin' cool! and also because of a certain KAW-1. nevermind, not many will know what i'm talking about (tsk tsk tsk lowell). tango down, tango down! but extremely unlikely. so ignore this one.

now there's a whole new pile of homework, and i feel demoralised just LOOKING at it. urgh must tell myself, tackle one by one, one by one, one by one... and it'll be done eventually! and two tests to mug for. this week sucks. i feel like staying at home and just sleeping and sleeping until everything's over.

i just realised something about myself. whenever i'm stressed, i tend to dream more. i retreat more and more into little blissful fantasy worlds i create for myself and slowly severe all connections with the outside world. i can create a safe, impregnable refuge bubble for myself no matter where in hell i am and what i'm doing, BUT my concentration becomes VERY horrible. extremely dangerous, especially during lessons or while doing homework. i think lowell and yongjin have noticed this a number of times.

muggin' time. I HATE MUGGING. seeya dooods.

a common topic.

Sat, 01 May 2004 03:43:10 GMT

yesterday was an extremely stupid day. sorry yanshuo. and sorry don. for being so idiotic.

was forced by yanshuo to go to the debating championships. i think i'll join debating in JC. it's so interesting. but then again, i get so nervous whenever i do any public speaking. strangely, i like it though. doesn't it feel good, having a whole audience hanging onto your every single syllable and word? i sound horribly egoistic now huh. i think the debating championships was quite fun, though i didn't really enjoy it for some other reasons. hope ri beat aci. didn't stay for prize presentation.

everyone's talking about john. now it's my turn. i pity john. i try to be nice to him but it's so hard to be nice because of peer pressure. it's almost like people expect me to be horrible, so i HAVE to be horrible to him. at the same time, i'm afraid of him. like i said before, i think he doesn't really live in the same world as we do and who the hell knows what goes on in his world. and i'm afraid of the fact that he's gay as well. restrictions imposed on us in OUR world might not apply to HIS world, and we never know what other funny things he might try to get a piece of us next time.

sometimes, the world around me dims and the colours fade and everything looks grey and miserable. i fall down again and wonder if it's worth getting up.

next week is gonna be so bad. physics test, SS test, a math and e math tests. urrgh looking forward to 'sing to the dawn'. hope it'll be good! and ORA walk-a-jogathon. we're gonna have so much fun fooling around with lammo and watching G show off his buaya-ing skills man. HAHA.

anyway i have to go do my history assignment now. been doing it slowly over 4 days now. today it'll be the end! i'll finish it! seeya.

expensivewater.

Wed, 28 Apr 2004 13:13:07 GMT

today was a tiring day man. lots of stuff i cannot say happened. but you know what i'm talking about. at least a few people.

learning journey to civic district was so totally stupid. didn't get to see anything interesting at all. and they kept telling us stuff that we already studied in primary school. was almost falling asleep man. why couldn't we have gone to the battlefield trail or something?? it would have been so much more interesting.

and i ran out of water halfway during the whole excursion and was begging people for water everywhere. i drink lots of water. it's supposed to be good for you right? except when shit like this happens and because you're too used to drinking tons of water, you become EXTRA thirsty when you have no water to drink.

now that i'm talking about water, i remember reading some article in the readers' digest about how bottled water is replacing wine as the drink of choice in bars and restaurants. it's so damn dumb. water is water? it can't have any taste, and even if it does it'll be VERY faint and not worth tasting anyway. imagine paying 50 bucks for a glass of water. only idiots who earn US$500000 an hour will do that.

now i have three options for my future:
1) be a doctor (what i always wanted...),
2) be a fighter pilot OR
3) become a master ninja

which one will i choose? hmmm. third choice is quite attractive, though not very plausible huh. second choice is not bad... though i must get through pilot and officer training first. hard. option one is the most likely. and quite attractive too i must say, though it might get boring. and i might flunk out of medical school. HAHA.

ANYWAY geog time. hope i do well. seeya!

meaning.

Tue, 27 Apr 2004 12:06:41 GMT

my first LJ! for now, i'm just ripping off entries i write in my diaryland. so everytime i update, i'll have to update twice. i'll see, maybe i'll come to prefer LJ. heehee.

chinese prelims. i think at the rate i'm going, i'll be horribly lucky to get b3 again for the o levels. gonna fail oral, listening compre, and zuowen. i'm finished. i'm not even putting in any effort into chinese this year. what the hell is the point anyway, i KNOW i'll never be able to get an A1.

today was the english prelim orals! harsh reality of sec4 life is finally settling into my head. i think the exam went great though. talked and talked and talked and managed to pronounce everything correctly. yay hope i do well. like yongjin said, it's 16% of our overall english prelim grade! 16% of the grade which largely decides our JC for the first 3 months! so scary.

there's something wrong with my comp. the processor fan or whatever shit it's called is turning super fast and making tons of noise. why?? it used to be so quiet, just a friendly, gentle hum. now it's a menacing ROAR. must ask lammo. he'll know.

G.

so many lives are so meaningless. work work earn a bit of money play play then work work work earn some more money save up buy car buy house work work work. i don't want to end up like that. i don't want to be a meaningless salaryman earning paychecks every month. some people are content with a stable job which brings home cash every month and a nice warm family. but i know i won't be. i want to do something GREAT. i want my life to have meaning. i want to make an impact, not just be another 'one of the guys'. we'll see yeah?

anyway must go mug geog now. hope learning journey tomorrow will be fun! seeya...