Harry Potter

Just a small questionnaire about Harry Potter
[Give short and unique answer]

1. What is your favourite Deathly Hallows item? Why?
Cloak of Invisibility, because as a shy boy, I prefer to be invisible...

2. What is your patronus?
A Japanese girl in sailor uniform :D *well, at least I'm happy*
If I have to choose an animal, it would be a horse

3. What would you see in the mirror
Myself as a Nobel Prize winner

4. What is the saddest part in the series?
Hermione being Ron's wife. God, she is the 98th sexiest girl in the world (FHM)! Why Ron, why?!?

5. Given a flask of Polyjuice potion, who would you like to be?
No thanks, I'm no drinking someone else's hair *yuck*

6. Given a drop of Veritaserum, what would you find out?
Which one comes first, chicken or egg?

7. If you were an Animagus, what would you turn into?
Puss in the bots *ooh... those gleaming eyes*

8. Choose between Severus Snape or Dolores Umbridge as your headmaster
Snape. I have seen enough pink in school.

9. You come face to face with a Boggart, how does it look like?
Old, two - legged Tiger

10. Sirius or Lupin?
Sirius

11. Cho or Ginny?
Ginny

12. Comment on the name "Albus Severus"
More idiotic than !Xobile

13. Any message for JK Rowling?
More please.....

BMTC

On 7 July, attended something called BMTC (Basic Military Training Course) at Pulau Tekong *honestly, I felt sad that I missed my English course*. At first, I thought it was a visit to a military camp in which the soldiers hone their skills. It turned out that BMT is actually the core of National Service, the 2 years period of training compulsory for all Singapore male citizens.

I later found out that the event was actually aimed for 2nd generation PR (all PRs whose children will attend NS), so there were a lot of parents who gave us questioning looks.
Here are the "special" guests



This pict is taken when I arrived in Pulau Tekong [I guess the camp is located in different island so that the boys cannot escape :D]. The buildings in the background are the NSmen "apartments".

This is my favourite banner , hung on the gate in Pulau Tekong, welcoming the fresh men. Couldn't stop laughing when I first saw this. So sweet ;D

[from here, no more picture taking. quite sad coz there were a lot of cool experiences to remember]

The visitors were given a tour around the island to experience more about NS. We were also allowed to try one of their training facility, the Individual Marksmanship Trainer in which I shot virtual target with a real M-16 rifle. Great experience, as I managed to give deadly shots around the head and chest *so proud of myself*

Next we went to their bunks, which are very decent. 10 guys in a room, with bed and metal wardrobe provided. Each company building(200 people) is equipped with one common room, inside : aircon, tv, sofas, reading materials, and...... pool table. Cool!

The medic facility is also wonderful and apparently, the docs there have the same problem with their colleagues on land, high number of sickness after weekends :D

After the tour we had a short presentation and Q&A session, just normal talk. The interesting part came afterwards.

Ms Tan (MOE officer in charge of us during the event)
[to the scholars] : I need to talk to you guys.

Felix : Yeah?

Ms Tan : You'll be having lunch with some guests, please look for your name on the table

Felix : *guests? who?* Oh, ok.

So I went to a big table in the soldiers' canteen. A guy in black grabbed my arm and pulled me to my seat. On the table, I saw something like this


Guy in black : Hey, Felix. Come sit here, beside the [censored]

Felix : *Gasp, Oh my....* WOW! (looked left and right)

On the table, beside mine, there were other cards with names on it. On my left was Col. Benedict Lim and on my right was A/P Koo Tsai Kee.

Here is a pict of Mr. Koo (I couldn't find Col Lim's)
For the benefit of you who do not know much about Singapore govt, Col Benedict Lim is Director, Public Affairs/MINDEF Spokesman. As for Mr Koo, he is.....Minister of State for Defence! You have to be on my seat to get the feeling of sitting in between MINDEF's top personnels.
[I later found out that the guy in black is actually another SAF Colonel as well]

So for the first few minutes, the conversation on the table was like

*eating*
Minister Lim : Come, take the chicken

Felix : Oh, yes, Sir

*munch, munch*
Minister Lim : Here, eat more veggie

Felix : yes, Sir

*chomp, chomp*
Col Lim : Do you want more rice?

Felix : Oh, ok. Thank you, Sir.

But, after a while, I was more relaxed and was able to have some normal conversation. The two gentlemen beside me are amazing people and I was honoured to sit and have lunch with them.

Then, in the end of the lunch

Ms Tan : Felix, do you mind stepping aside?

Felix : Hmm, ok. *what is it this time?*

So I followed a guy who took me from her out from the canteen. Before I could ask him why, I was standing in front of a camera. *wow, great, another cool experience* [but now my knee seemed reluctant to co operate]

I was there on a field, under blazing sun. A three legged camera, bigger than my torso stood still opposite me, its owner slightly behind, with earphone attached. A guy holding a mike was on its right. On the left, an interviewer ready to bombard me with questions.

I smiled like a sheep, squeezed my hands, lock my knee, and answered. Throughout the session, I silently prayed that the camera is equipped with image stabilizer or else it would appear that I was interviewed during earthquake.

When it was done, a deep sigh, handshakes exchanged, and then we all went back to the city.
BMTC visit was over, I rushed to Dhobby Ghout for Die Hard 4, still thrilled by my half day visit.

My Body

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Pizza Personality

I was browsing through Pizza Hut's website when I came across the link to this personality test.
Here is the result

You are a Super Supreme Pizza! Being the house special, you have an attractive character and you are a born leader. Your charisma comes from your vast knowledge and charming personality. People enjoy engaging in fulfiling conversations with you because you never fail to give them new insights on many issues. Definitely a pizza of substance! Which type of Supreme Pizza are you? Brought to you by Pizza Hut

Mature, not old

it has been 5 days since i turned 17
it is a very special number coz if you minus 10 from 17, you will get 7, which is considered a magic number
if you add 6 to 17, you will get 23, which is a thriller movie
finally, if you add the magic number 7 to 17, you get 24 which is my birthdate
spooky isnt it?

on 24 may
one of my wish was fullfilled
liverpool lost the champions league (i am not milan fan, just anti-pool)
but next, i received my mediocre mid year result
in the evening i became a blood donor for the first time (ooh, so proud of myself)

days later, batch outing!!!
Pirates the movie is so coool, great CGI, n Elizabeth is so.... fantasizing (especially her sunset bathed face in the beach scene towards the end of e movie, i wonder why a kiss on the leg can create such effect?? ;D) though i didnt really understand the story

sadly i missed the after-credit scene
where they are having son
but life is never perfect, isnt it?

eh, talking about imperfectness (is there any such word?) of life
i now understand why davey jones kept his internal organ inside a chest
coz...
ah, crap
just forget about it
life goes on
i am mature now

Like a batman

Aloha, now is one o'clock in the morning, and I have just... finished studying? No.
Reading book? No. Playing games? No. Then?
I have just waken up [uugh, have been sleepin' from 6pm!]
Hahaha... sounds random? That's me.

I Am A Nerdy, But That's OK

The most DISGUSTING thing in the world at this moment

They are RED
They are SLIMY and SLIPPERY
They are SOFT
They STINKS

What is that?
Lets call them "something"

Guess what?
That "something" is edible!
But let me assure you that the stew of that "something" is the last item you expect your mother to cook
They are simply DISGUSTING - in any given condition
Trust me

Now,
What's worse than the thing? [uugh, is there any?]
YES
The answer is a LOT of that "something"
Quite a number that you might think that you could actually swim in it

That filthy object is called LIVERpool [ok, you may puke now]

HAPPYYY

I
AM
SO
HAPPY

That's all I could say
This morning I unbelievably managed to finish ALL sections in my SS paper, although the quality of the answers are still questionable :D
But most importantly, I did it

Then just now
after struggling for hours with my new-second-hand camera
with all the delicate wires, connectors, and bolts
and to taste the electric force of a 300V electrolyte capasitor
I finally succeed in modifying it with a simple but useful "filter"
(it is a pity that I screwed up the LCD, otherwise it could be perfect...)
I am ready to test it on the field [smile meaningfully from ear to ear]

I officially want to thank HELiX for his brilliant idea

Inertia

Ok, here I am, in my room in front of my laptop. I have just waken up an hour ago(around nine plus).
Why so late? Coz i have no exam today(horaay).
Another reason? Coz i started to doze at about five in the morning.
Is mugging the reason? You bet, Chelsea played Liverpool in the Champions League Semifinal, and there is no way I am going to miss that, even during the midyear exam; especially when my pride is at stake(only boys can understand this). So I watched the game, bitting my lips and praying for 90 minutes, but in the end, I managed to sleep with smile. Yeah, one-nil for Chelsea.
So, whats next? A lot.
I already told you I am in the middle of midyear exam, and tomorrow I am going to have social studies paper. Honestly, I have NOT revised anything.
Over confident? Yeah right... Let me tell you something. My first SS test in Sec4 gave me two over... twenty and my last reliability exercise came out to be one over seven. If you think that the marks are low, please be reminded that SS is a combined subject, together with the *#*&#$ Literature(oops, it seems that Blooger has bad words filter), and I think you can guess my marks. Therefore, after following my dear teacher's advice to "think about it", I have decided to apply a new learning strategy called "The Heck-Care Way", and yes, I WILL do it.

So for all my friends out there, follow my path. Come to the bright side of the force. Why suffocate our brain with S-country history, when we are NOT even the S-country citizen?!? And who cares about a writer's imagination about what happened to Scotland in the past?? They all lived in the age of kings when killing for power is not uncommon. STOP wasting time to decide who's right and who's wrong!!! One more thing, a prose or a poem is written to be enjoyed by READING it, not by ANALYSING it. So I just want to tell the spirit of "bright people" who came out with the idea of studying literature (you all should be in grave by now, shouldn't you) that you have done much MORE damage to my brain than a nuclear radiation of an atomic bomb. Hope you rest in peace...

Ok, now is the end of my post. Maybe you find that the title is a bit out of topic, dont you? It is actually not. This whole post is just my jutification for not studying, coz I found it really HARD to START. Same thing happens with inertia, the tendency of an object to continue moving if it is in motion, or for an object to START moving if it is at REST.

Now you know.

I wish it would work

Today, as usual, I went to Lot1 Shopping Mall for some food and to relieve the tension that built up during the morning class(or any event after school). My first choice there would be CCK library. It is always exciting for me, to just look at the huge collections of books; I guess it is somewhat similar condition like when a five years old kid enters Toys R' Us for the first time. There are a lot to explore and so many times you will go "Aah" or "Ooh". Another good point is the cool and quiet condition; it is so relaxing. From there I would go for my dinner with book in one hand, or if I am not hungry or not in the mood to eat, walk around until I realise it is already late to get back to hostel. One nice place to spend the time is Comic Connection on lv4. The shop is not very big, but fully packed with interesting stuff. And I found one object that really caught my attention. It was a simple notebook, black in colour, and with two words written on the cover, DEATH NOTE. I know it cannot be a real one, but it looks quite assuring, especially with the instructions and the actual scribles of the actor as shown in the first movie. Holding the book on my hand, I couldnt help but expressing my wish soundlessly. I wished the book could somehow be real. If it could, I would immidiately write down the name of two people that had been like a drill inside my brain giving me head splitting headache, like adrenalin in my blood - thumping my heart, fueling my rage, and like a huge stone in my stomach, giving me that sinking feeling. I know perfectly that if it was for real, it would regret it just seconds after they say sayonara to the world. But, I have never been good in controlling my temper, and at that time I just want them to suffer. It was a painful decision. One of them is a person I look up to, who I defended in some trivial debates, who finally betrayed all my faith and hardwork(not really actually, but quite close). The other one, I always thought the person was good. It is still the same now. I know it was not the person's fault. The person had no right to decide, but if the person did not even bother to come on the first place, the result would be different. It might not be better, but at least I could try.
It is too late now. What's done cannot be undone. I decided not to buy the book as it turned out to be so foolish on the second thought. But actually I did give a try. I wrote their names with my fingernail on the book. My writing was barely visible, but I know it was there. So, if you die, I want you to know that I feel sorry about it. I regret it.

But you had messed up with the wrong person.

I almost DIE!

Have you ever missed a bus stop before?
I believe you have had that experience before
Annoying isn't it?
Read this post and maybe you will get a different idea

Missing bus stops happened quite a number of times to me as well
Especially after a long, demanding, and back-breaking hours in hell on earth, hmm I mean school; made worse with burdensome CCA
So when your butt finally settles on the seat inside the air-con bus
All you need is just a soft voice in your head
Telling you to close your eyes and have a short, 15 minutes nap
And when you actually awake, you realised that you indeed have passed many, many bus stops ahead of where you should alight

Today, history repeats itself
I had been quite busy in school and afterwards
One thing leads to another, and I happened to leave CCK at around 9 pm
I should had been a 30-45 minutes ride back to hostel
I was wrong...

So, I was inside 67, on my favourite seat just behind the driver, reading a novel
It had been half the trip when the familiar soft voice asked me to take a rest for a while
I could not resist, and predictably, I ended up to be around NUS Music and Art School when I woke up
After settling down myself with a few curses, I told myself that this is not a big deal
I just need to cross the road, wait for a bus, and be back in hostel in a matter of minutes

Not long afterwards, I took 156
And the story begun

In the bus, I predicted that it would take 10 minutes to reach hostel
So I tried to kill the time by reading my novel
And read I did
Imagine how surprised I was to realise that I was in Clementi Interchange when I looked up from the book
Some familiar animal names escaped from my mouth
And I moved on to 5th berth, waited for my bus
Another 156

This time round, I decided to concentrate a bit more on the road
I was still reading, but I scanned the road sign every 5 minutes
I believed I did so
Therefore, it was a mixture of confusion and schock when I saw "Toa Payoh" instead of "Bukit Timah Road" on the road sign
I desperately jammed my finger to the bell button, alighted from the bus, and crossed to the bus stop on the opposite side of the road
The place had no light and I was alone
Luckily, I did not have to wait for a long time
My third 156 came and I boarded the bus

It turned out that missing a bus stop so familiar with you for three times at night combined with exhaustion could be quite spooky
I needed an answer (actually, I did try to relate bus no 156 and 30 March 2007 to number 23, to find out the mastermind behind this series of unfortunate events, it did not work; by the way, you know that movie "23", right?)
So instead, I had "What if..." scenarios running in my head

It began with the usual

What if I was just too tired to notice the bus stop?

and

What if I was too engrossed in my book that I failed to judge time correctly?

then

What if they changed the route of 156?

until

What if I am actually still in bus 67 and all these are just my dreams?

finally

What if my first 156 crashed, I died, became a ghost, and somehow trapped in the 156 loop forever, travelled from one bus stop to another without being able to find my destination?
(Darn! Even when I was typing this, I felt the goosebumps that occured to me just a few hours ago on the street when I first thought about this possibility)

It seems that I still belong to the earth society
I managed to spot hwa chong bus stop on my last trip
And when I jumped out the bus, my feet hit the ground instead of hovering above it
Finally I was back

Total time taken : 2 hours 30 minutes
Ha3x, maybe I could call this "a near death experience"

Meaningless fiction about it and bird (What a stupid title about a more stupid story)

Once upon a time
Lived a creature in the middle of nothing
The creature was called "it"
It had nobody
Lonely
All by itself
Yet, it was OK

One day
It saw a bird
Just a normal bird
But something started to change inside it
Something
It did not know what
It did not know why
It could not understand

Bird can fly
Bird has its own mind

It just sat there
And bird would come
Bird jumped around
Bird sang
Bird flew
But bird always returned
It was not lonely anymore
It was happy
Yet deep inside
It was afraid
Afraid about the end

Time passed
Season changed
Fall came
Winter was approaching

Bird can fly
Bird has its own mind

Bird needed food
Bird had to go
Otherwise bird would not survive
It knew the fact
It had to understand

Bird can fly
Bird has its own mind

So bird left
And never returned
It was lonely again
But this time
It was not OK

Then it realised
It also had something to do
It had to survive the winter
And maybe next time
Bird might return

Bird can fly
Bird has its own mind

Japanese Scouts

Today, 10 BP scouts went to New Park Hotel to meet some Japanese Scouts who happened to be having holiday in Singapore.

Our teacher had already told us that they are all boys.
But deep inside me, I am still expecting that there are some girl scout as well.
What can be better than being a tour guide for some cute Japanese girls?
God heard my wish and granted it
There are indeed three female scouts, but they are old enough to be your grandma...

God is always like that.

Anyway, we went with them to The Jewel Box in Mt Faber with its breathtaking view.
It was my first time there

Then we continued to China Town, shop around, had dinner, and went back to hotel.

All those cost me 6 hours of my precious time
Tiring but fun
In case you wonder how they look like, I have one picture here

Jokes Series

Dirty Little Matt is sitting in the back of math class, obviously not paying any attention, when the teacher calls his name.

"Yeah teach?" he replies.

"If there are three ducks on a fence and you shoot one of them with a shotgun, how many are left?" asks the teacher.

Matt answers "Well, teach, if I shoot one of them with a shotgun, the loud noise is gonna make them all fly off."

"No, Matt, there will be two left if you shoot one with a shotgun, but I like the way you're thinking." the teacher responds.

"Well, teach, I've got a question for you... There are 3 women that come out of an ice-cream parlor, one is biting her ice-cream cone, one is licking it, and one is sucking on it. Which one is married?"

The teacher, a little taken back by the question answers, "Well, uh, gee Matt, I guess the one that's sucking on the ice cream."

Matt replies "No teach, the one that has the wedding ring on her finger, but I like the way you're thinking!"

(courtesy of lotsofjokes.com)

What time is it?

A dictionary defines time as "the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future redarded as a whole."

Auctoritates Aristotelis (A compilation of medieval propositions drawn from diverse classical and other sources) says "Tempus est mensura motus rerum mobilium", which simply means Time is the measure of movement.

And a very cool guy named Hector Berlioz once said "Time is a great teacher but unfortunately it kills all its pupils."

Anyway, the point is that time is a substantial part of our life.
Just as important is the device to show the time.

Have you ever felt unsure about the time?

Do you want to know my answer?
Imagine...
You were me, sitting on my blue chair inside my room
It's early in the morning
You have just finished your mugging period and felt so worn out
You wanted to find out what is exactly the time now
What should you consult?
As a psycz, you definitely have A LOT of choices...


First, you can raise up your wrist and check your watch

Next, you can look at the analog clock on top your table
Or look up a bit for a small clock on your bookshelf
You can also turn your head slightly to the right for the radio-clock And finally, rotate your head a bit more until you see another clock on your bed shelf
Still not sure?

GO TO BED!!!

Office 2007 Rocks!!!

Yeah

I love
Microsoft Office 2007
soooo
much

This program is superbly cool

And I have it for free :D

So, if u r interested, u can get one from me

B, B, and B

21 March was a day full of Bs



BORING

this of course, refers to the school, (teachers were definitely still in their holiday mood. the lessons they conducted were just simply plain, and soon heads began dropping on the table) except for the incident when one bloody boy smacked the freaking fire alarm system, causing chaos to the whole school, and deafening me in the process.

Darn! I can still hear that ringing sound in my head.



BROGRESING REPORT

typing error? no

that's just to explain the nature of my, hmm.... stationary report (should it still be called "progress" report if actually there is no progress in it?)

anyway, the point is that the paper is full of Bs. (and I mean full)

simple math will show that now I am really in the danger zone

I need to get out of it soon



BLUES

this one has two meanings

first one is self explanatory

obviously I was in blues after getting the brogressing report.

but the second one was for Chelsea who beat Spurs 2-1

and qualified for FA cup semifinal

at least they lift my heart up a bit



BROADBAND BREAKDOWN

again and again, M1 has proven to be a pain in the....(name it yourself)

and I was forced to believe

that there must be an evil spirit inside my router

as it always knows when I am going to connect to the internet,

by starts malfunctioning at that precise time



and finally, B for...





BOTAK

yeah

decided to change my hairstyle totally

this is a result of some factors

1. I have a very thick wavy hair which enclosed my head just like what a helmet does, which is very annoying especially when your classroom is not air-conned.

2. Economical; the slower your hair grows, the less often you'll visit barber, less money escapes from your wallet.

3. Fresh hair to start a new term by cutting the bad luck away.

4. With lesser hair to penetrate, more oxygen can go in to my brain and increases its performance

5. Maybe I just simply lost my mind because of the brogressing report

Dear God

God,
Your short break for me is coming to its end very soon
I am thankfull for what You have given me
I have had a great time
And now I regret it

God,
All my assignments are not done
Therefore, I want to ask you for extra energy
Please keep my eyes open for the next 24 hours
And please understand that I would not be able to go to Your church today

God,
I know this is ridiculous
But I might not be able to finish the job
You know that I have always been a good boy
At least most of the time
So
If You dont mind
Please send a mirracle for all my homeworks
Or maybe you could simply generate memory loss to all the teachers
They dont have to forget everything
Just the part about our assignments
Please God
I am so desperate now

Amen

SHUT THE F*** UP!

Another killing desire...

this time round is for those people whose voice is just too loud
for EVERY occasion
especially on the PHONE and when joking with their cronies
Darn! my ears are so painful because of your alien language

hint : these a**h***s speak a language they cannot whisper in

PS: NOT bahasa indonesia or chinese

UGC 2007 - Two Dimensions of A Camp Part2

“THE GLASS IS HALF FULL – N’ I CAN MAKE IT BE” Point of View

14 March was the day of my first UG Camp in school. I woke up a bit late but luckily I was not late for the camp itself and managed to bring all the necessary stuff. The school was already crowded with all different UGs members and I could smell the excitement in the air.

I quickly rushed to the canteen to put my belongings and joined the rest of the campers for the opening ceremony. It was very unfortunate for the Guides to have their flag stuck on the pole during flag break. Other than that, the ceremony was perfect.

Moving as a patrol, we began to pitch our tents. Although the Guides were not going to sleep in tents, they still helped the Scouts. This was the sprit I am expecting to be present between Scouts and Guides as we are actually quite a similar youth movement. The camp also served as a training ground for the next-to-be leaders. That is why a lot of patrols were led by sec 3 members, especially Girl Guides; the same for my patrol.

During the three days camp, I could see that the camp staff had put in a lot of effort to make the camp enjoyable for everyone. They planned the schedule carefully and executed the activities with heart and soul. Those activities might seem simple, yet they had a lot of hidden values we all could gain from upon post activity reflection. And although some of those activities did not go according to the plan, that were mostly because of our lack of attention during briefing which led to poor performance.

We also had lots of luxuries in the camp. Our meal were catered (in the real camp, we would have to cook all our meals) and the taste were not bad, for the fact that we just need to contribute a small amount of money for five different meals.
For hygiene purposes, we could use the restroom for wash up, even though we had to share it with other members.

I was quite disappointed that it rained during our outdoor cooking period. We were showing the Guides how to do it properly (girls are obviously unfamiliar with saw and parang and how to start the fire; some of them even scared to touch raw chicken – quite understandable if they are pampered at home). Unfortunately, it rained in the middle of our activity and we could do nothing to save the chicken as we did not have a freezer.

In the morning of the second day, I felt really bad to know that I had caused some disturbance to my own members by snoring too loudly. I couldn’t help it. I usually snore when I am too tired. So I was grateful when I was ‘isolated’ in separate classroom for the second night.

Overall, the camp was a successful one. Although it was tough, I learnt a lot from it and it was quite sad actually when they ended the camp.

UGC 2007 - Two Dimensions of A Camp Part1

I have just finished my annual Scouts n Guides Camp 2007
How was it?
Here are some reviews of it

“THE GLASS IS HALF EMPTY – U MUST HAVE SPILLED IT” Point of View

The moment I stepped my feet onto the soggy school field, I realised that I had made a mistake. A big one. I have had bad feelings since the night before the camp. I should have listened to my head and heart; to turn off my alarm when it rang early in the morning, and to continue sleeping.

But it was too late. There is no turning point. I could do nothing but to drag my backpack and a fairprice plastic bag filled with watermelon, chicken, and MILO (some our outdoor cooking stuffs) to the canteen and dumped them there. I was ready for the opening ceremony. (I was not shocked later on when the Guides flag stuck to the flagpole and eventually dropped to the ground; the whole camp was cursed). And oh, have I told you that in the camp, I was only an assistant patrol leader and that my patrol leader was a Sec 3 Girl Guide. Receiving commands from a sec3 is already bad enough. The fact that the sec3 is a girl makes it unbearable.

The first activity that we had was tent pitching as the Scouts were going to sleep on the field. And thank you Guides for pointing out, “Ooh, the tent is so small. Are you all really going to sleep in it?” We have eyes and we can see that we had six men tent which was going to be filled with… six guys and… their huge backpacks. So Guides, just enjoy your spacious classroom you were going to sleep in and keep quiet.

The meals provided were ok for construction workers and the portion was just nice for a five years old kid. Most of the time, it took me less than five minutes to scoop the whole box into my mouth. For breakfast and supper, we had special drink which the camp staff called MILO; but I really think that ‘brown water’ is a more proper name, or even ‘colourless solution with brown ppt’.

The games and activity planned were just stupid and pointless. Wait, maybe they did actually serve a purpose; to show that Scouts and Guides are not supposed to work together. One will work when the other party nags. One always keeps on trying whereas the other keeps on complaining.

Outdoor cooking was expected to be fun; as it is during our Scouts’ training. However, in the camp, my temper was really tested with lines like:
“Ok Scouts, start sawing the firewood”
“Hmm, I think Scouts are better in using parang to split the wood, right?”
“Eeh, can you start the fire? I am quite scared”
“Ew, Scouts, the fire is dying, do something to it”
(Holding a chicken we were going to roast) “Iih, the head is still there you know. How am I supposed to marinate? I don’t know”. When I said that it was easy and she just need to use soya sauce and salt on the skin, I got “If really that easy, so you do it lor” (she put it back in and walked away)
Couldn’t she see that I am holding a saw on my hand and a parang being used by my Scout member was just within my arm length???
Even Mother Nature seemed unable to hold her feelings anymore. She vomited its load of water for around 15 minutes and our poor chicken could finally rest in peace…in the dust bin.

Wash up period was another nuisance. We were allowed to use only one venue, so the queue was very long, but what we got was really not worth it. How did they expect us to take a bath in a rest room where you cannot even flush properly?

Sleeping time was the most expected activity. Scouts actually had to sleep in their tents, but due to heavy rain, some tents toppled and around 20 scouts had to move to an empty classroom. As a leader, I had the authority to join them in the class instead of my damp and fish smelling (yes, sweat drenched t-shirts and a-day-old socks plus rainwater combined together in a zipped up tent will give you fish odour; a dead one…) tent filled with even smellier people. So after light out time, I lay down on a table, closed my eyes, and traveled to dreamland. I totally had no idea of what is expecting me the next morning.
It turned out to be my own scout members. They circled around my table, looked at me, and complained that they could not sleep. Reason? They dreamed that I snored.
Ok, maybe I did really snore. But it couldn’t be that loud. Maybe people sleeping a few centimetres beside me will be disturbed, but not all of them. The claim that I can be clearly heard from the whole class was totally illogical. I refused to accept that. Yet, I was given another classroom just for myself to sleep in the next night.

The rest two days were about the same. I almost shed tears of joy when they finally announced that the camp was over.

To end this, I shall give

Top Quote of the Camp
“Huh, why Scouts must tie the knots so tight one, so troublesome…”
(A Girl Guide when we were unpacking…. our 4.5 metres high flag pole)

What have I been doing?!?!

Time now : 23 20
In another 9 hours I ll be having my three days uniformed group camp
I have just applied for overnight leave a few minutes ago
N I still haven't packed any single thing
Instead, I am now sitting on front of my computer
Typing...

Actually I am more worried about my assignments and revisions
They are all lined up nicely on my bookshelf
Stacks of math homeworks, malay compositions and exercises, english writings and worksheets, chemistry, physics, and biology revisions.
Everytime I looked at them, they kept reminding me, "your time is running down..."
Yes, I know that perfectly
I also realise that I am going to lose another three days
But still, I am waiting

For?

I am waiting for the extra power that can glue me to my seat, keep my mouth sealed, my eyes open, and my hands moving
What is that "power"?

LAST MINUTE PANIC
God bless me

To kill or not to kill

There are times when I really wish that voodoo does exsist and i have one of the doll. Or that I have a loaded gun under my pillow and carry a licence to kill just like James Bond. Or simply be KIRA with his powerfull death note.

Today was one of those.

Unluckily(or is it luckily) I dont posses any of those.....
Sigh, another swollen knuckles I guess.

Job Week 2006

On March 10, I had my first scout job week.
Job week is an annual period in which scout members are required to raise fund by working.
the money will go to the school and the Singapore Scout Association.
And for us?
Just a piece of bagde, called "bumble bee badge". it has three colours(based on your achievement); gold, silver, and bronze, and it is a pride to have one on our uniform.

On that day, we would assemble in school at 8.30
I arrived at 9.
I had a hard time trying not to blame my laptop and Bill Gates for providing me with unstable OS I had to re-install a fresh copy e night before. Not M1 for its broadband connection, trapping me inside the virtual world until early morning. And not O2 and SingTel for aiding me in late nite sms-ing.
But life must go on, so I joined my group and went to Admiralty. Our target.....foreigners staying in landed properties.

A few hours in the area gave me a whole new experience n a deeper understanding about Job Week. Although the word "job" is clearly there, most of the time we ended up asking for donation, after the owner told us that they have nothing for us to do. Here are some of the higlights of my job week.

1. Spent around 5 minutes talking to a lady about her son who is also in scout, and received $20 each(there were 3 of us, so it was like a $60 donation)
2. Washed a big table and six oily chairs for $15
3. Washed a car for $15
4. Swept floor and arranged toys for $20
5. Transferred bags of sand infested with ants, milipede, and centipide into new container, constructed a grimy slide, took out two rolls of super dusty carpet, and got rid of a snake lurking inside it for $50. And just for your information, that place is a kindergarten.
6. Helped to throw some rubbish for $20

We also found some interesting facts like:
1. The fiercer the dog, the more generous the owner is
2. Ex-scouts are generous as well
3. You will get bigger donation when you expected it the least
4. For most singaporeans, the term "any amount will do" simply means $2

Am I....?

sigh
for the past few days i have been bashing out every solid object within arm length in my room
wall, table, wardrobe, floor
anything...

reason?

i also dont know
just for the fun of it
apart from swollen knuckles, it was indeed quite relaxing
so i am not planning to quit anytime soon

weird?
stupid?

am i...?

not to worry
i am okay.

Finally

okay
it has been 2 months of dull live without proper internet connection
in which period i had to bear with the snail connection of hwa chong internet
or had to walk down the basement of SIM, surfing fast net accompanied with horrifying legs sticking out of a big green rubbish bin(when you are there, you will understand...)
now it's over

here comes the M1 broadband
a device which redefines broadband internet connection
yet it also changed my view about M1 service centre

the full story is very long
but the main idea is that the device was very hard to set up
i spent hours trying to work on it; so as the M1 technician(who kept blaming my poor laptop instead of his incompetency)
but i have never imagined that he would actually google up the problem in front of my eyes
amazing isn't it?
anyway the device is now running
and i am happy with that
finally...