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Friday, November 26

t.o.w. the vote

The freaking com hunged on me when I clicked Publish. This is sooo not meant to be.

So in one-liner fashion,

I do not like Sly. *think -- engdarin rock?*

I like Taufik. *think -- versatile and a huge voice*

Sly sings pleasant but not big *think -- Kelly Clarkson, Rubben Studdard, Fantasia Barrino*

Sly cannot speak proper English for crying out loud *think -- that advert about him giving a 110% in the final.*

Sly would never appear on World Idol *think -- first round elimination*

What is up with the cringe-inducing "rock" gestures. *think -- nails against blackboard*

Taufik is real versatile *think -- all the episodes of SI*

Vote for Taufik *think -- we should show the world and ourselves that we know our music too*

Vote for Sly *think again*

Differ me, you. Too bad.

I'm still really pissed at blogger.

Off to the states. May the best Idol win. I don't mean it in a fair-game way. I mean Taufik ; the better singer.

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 8:54 PM

Saturday, November 20

t.o.w. it's finally here

Lalalalalalalala!

That was the first thing I muttered under my breath after the chem papers. I wanted to shout but the crappy old invigilator seemed really displeased, so i just lala'ed my way through. Lolx.

It's over!!! The O Levels are over!!! Exams, Over! Studying, Over! Burning midnight oil, Over! Fretting, Over! It's all in god's hands now. Well, ok.. Maybe not god, cos' I'm not a christian. But rather my own equivalent of god from my own zen cult. Oh well, in any case, it is over. Let's see, from Prelims till now, I have only entered 4 entries. I am seriously lacking in the blogging department so I'm gonna pay it all back today. Every single thing. It's going to be the longest blog entry in history but the little cross at the top right-hand corner is a free for all. Here we we go!!!

First, let's talk about exams. Well, they are over! Over! Over! p.s. Dawei!!! THE EXAMS ARE OVER!!! Nothing about the papers though, I shall just leave the fretting for the day before the release of results. I want to talk about things that mean something to me during this entire ordeal, and it WAS and ordeal.

1. Lucky Stone Dog. My good luck charm that's been with me for all the 22 papers. Hell, people think its superstitious, I think its endearing. Yea rite. Hahx. Its more of a kind of a i-shall-inspire-you-to-see-the-light-of-doing-this-question-sort-of-a-motivational-lucky-stone-dog. Albeit it breaking twice and having to be super-glue'd back together twice. My lucky stone dog rawks!

2. Red Pen with a whole lot of significance. How often do we use red ink in school? This red pen was with me for two years. 2003, 2004. Which is supposedly, like, the two years of intense preparation for the Os yah? Syllabus-wise. And it was kinda cool that the pen lasted for an entire two semestral-years. Like literally 2nd Jan 2003 - 19th Nov 2004. The ink level is right at the tip of the pen now. It's kinda like a culmination symbolism. Shut up if you think I'm reading too much into this sorta stuff.

3. One Love. My Kimberley Locke cd that has been in my stereo since I ever bought it. Oh gosh, this was soooo instrumental in tiding me over the boring work stuff. Like studying the chinese shen1 zi4 and doing maths and stuff. So, Eighth World Wonder, Have You Ever Been In Love, Wrong, I Could, Without You (with Clay), It's Alright, Coulda Been, Before, You've Changed, Now I Can Fly, I Can't Make You Love Me and Somewhere Over The Rainbow. All 12 songs like totally rock. I mean, the richness of her voice just totally motivates you to move ur butt and work! Uhhuh-uhhuh!

4. Friends -- the show! Woo hoo, I don't think I want to do the friends entry now. So in a nutshell, Oddball Phoebe, Horny Joey, High-maintainence Monica, Geeky Ross, Beautiful Rachel and Sarcastic Chandler all rock! They totally destress you!!!

5. Friends -- the real thing! Woo hoo, these people were really fun and spunky to talk to. Lets see, Ronald, Jing Sheng, Edmund, Huixiang, Wenxi, Brendan, Bernard, Bonathan, Bear, Dawei and lots more... It's nice knowing that I'm not the only one slogging it out for the Os, or rather ONLY one slogging it out in the case of Huixiang.

6. That big bout of sickness. So, I was like horribly sick during the first week of theory papers. It started on 3rd Nov! My birthday by the way. How sweet of my zen god to bestow that upon me as my birthday gift. Which, in terms of collection, is by far the worst year ever. Just like to say that I accept belated birthday presents without any sense of animosity. Any old how... the thing is, I was sooo sick for like.. 4 days. That kinda like affected my Maths P1 and A Maths P1. Oh well, I had cough, flu, fever and a horrible stomach that disagreed with absolutely everything edible. And I remembered doing the A Maths P1 with a terribly light head, had like NO energy at all... Oh well. It did, however, motivate me to nail A Maths P2 though. So that's that.

7. Mrs Goh! She like, totally deserves huge credit for working so hard with us. I mean other teachers, not to say that they were slacky, I mean, they did what they needed to do. But Mrs Goh is like, working side by side alongside with us. As we were studying, she was preparing heaps of essays for us, and I am so grateful. Not to forget, her cutesy folder (more later), plant-repro-inspired-seed card and tons of sweets. Also, also, how she told me not to worry after I said the bio was really hard. She is so sweet. Though I'm like, not realy close to her, she is like my favourite teacher. And the word favourite suggests that there is only ONE!!!

8. Study schedule and Mrs Goh's cutesy folder. Yeah yeah yeah, to the people who thought my super detailed study schedule would not work. Bingo! Hahx. Right, so it did not turn up to be as perfect as planned, much owing to my procrastinatic nature, but yeah, it served as a huge motivational source. And it's home for a month, Mrs Goh cutesy folder, together with it was like the ultimate combination for inspiration to work!

9. Water. The water bill for this month is sure to escalate. Basically because I'm bathing an average of two times a day, sometimes three. To wake me up and drive the deadly weariness away. Woo, bathing rocks! Also, also, singing in the shower rocks! I shall hone my skills and join SI soon!!! Bleahz. -_-

*sings in Phoebe's "66 Colours of Your Bedroom" tune* -- Those are the nine things important to me!!! -- And now, I invite you to count the important things to you during this time of immense hardship! Woot...

Woot. Now, time for the chinese high reflexion'!!! If you thought, the longest blog entry in the world was about to end, You were totally wrong! You've been bamboozled!!!!

AHEE! Woo hew!!! 1A, 2H, 3E, 4E!!! haha.. 1A, 2H was kinda fun but 3E, 4E was like the best! Haha, somehow, I just felt the entire class had great chemistry throughout and the liveliness was maintained by the countless number of funny people we have. Yeah.. just like to say thanks to all my main sub teachers!!! Yang WZ, Ong YF, Siew YP, Leow RY, Lam PL, Tan ML, Seng WP, Ang LC, Jacqueline Kee, Chong PH, Quah LH, Khoo KP, Lam YK, Goh CW, Wong SM, Sung KK, Sow YK, Nancy Tay, Vivien Sim, Loke LF, Ng SH.. Yupz. It doesnt matter if some of you were slacky.. eh hem.. haha.. but thank you! Yeah yeah, that's about it.. Don't wanna get all refelxion'y =p

Right, on to stuff I like to rave about.

Tennis. Has been some time since I last blogged about it. Yes yes, jen jen din do as well this year. But that's because she has been like plagued with injuries. That poor thing. Granted that, she still did do pretty well in the Grand Slams, plus she totally wrecked the Serena streak, winning 3 of 4 matches against her =p So, recuperate jen jen! And totally kick ass in 05! Speaking of Jennifer, it is confirmed. I'm gonna get to see her in person!!! Woo hoo!!! West Palm Beach. Don't you dare pull out of it Jennifer!!! Oh man, if I could get a picture with her, I am gonna to like.. blow it up to like.. the biggest R and have it framed.. O.o.. I would kill for that.

Speaking of tennis. Sharapova won the Season-ending. Well, I have only one thing to say. If it's a *ova*, at least it's Sharapova. I mean like, myskina, kuznetsova, dementieva and zvonareva all do not belong there! They have no weapons at all! I mean like.. at least Mauresmo has a good backhand and can volley well. Poor year for the Americans and that is the only reason why the Russians are having a field day. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I sincerely hope the Williams sisters get their act back together and recover for the 05 season to quick some Russian butt. Oh, and the Belgians too. I miss kimmy.

Men's TMS... Poor Coria, lack of matchplay is hitting him hard. I think Gaudio is kind of like a pre 03 Mauresmo, strong but not consistant in between points. So I think Federer is going to win it, since he has basically terrorised every single tourney. So yeah, although I do find what he said disturbing. About how he should feel ESPECIALLY weird about playing in a court with few ppl because he has been playing in center court ever since he became number 1. Complacency gets you no where!

So anyway, immediately after the Chem paper, we trooped down to Peng Fei's house. Eleven of us. Went to play street soccer near his house. Heads up to those who think I totally do not belong there. It's likes kim clijsters and hewitt of recent times. Oh well, haha, I mean, when you are in the minority, like, a 9-2 minority, you learn to cut back and flow with the crowd. Hahx, though I sucked, it was kind of fun. =p After that, went back to his hse and watched that Zoe Tay show. I stick to my decision that she is really a great actress, don't see why she shouldnt be nominated for her role as that old aunty in that show. Oh well. Ate pizza for dinner. I ate like a pig, like.. many peices. Hahx. Pepperoni rocks. =p Then played PS and cards the whole night till like.. 7 in the morning. Slept a while and went for bfast and bummed to AMK to take my flu vaccine. Oh yah, we were watching this supposedly scary movie that we rented. So, it was like, 11 of us, crammed in the sofa, with the lights off and all and watching that "horror" show. So, due to the actors' totally poor pronounciation and enunciation, it was tough to understand what was going on in the entire show. There was nothing spooky about the silly show during the entire duration and halfway through the show, I was like.. "Hey! I watched this show before!" Okaez.. not the entire show, but that scene lar. It was like,

Kenneth : Hey I watched this scene before.
Others : Really meh? Whats it about?
Kenneth : Dunno, I only watched this scene. She's gonna get eletrocuted.
*she gets electrocuted*
Kenneth : Then, shes gonna burn and leave a hole in the floor.
*she burns and leaves a hole in the floor*
Kenneth : Then, shes gonna grab the small boy and drops down
*she grabs the small boy and drops down*

Totally spooky. Like a real life kind of dejavu.

Singapore Idol. Why the hell is Sly in the final. He so does not deserve to be there! I mean, it's obvious Taufik should win, but it should be Oli in the final, not that bony-faced Chinese punker. Stewpid! Anyway, I must say, I'm really impressed by Taufik. He should probably like, do really well in World Idol. Hahx.

If I end here, it would probably not be the longest entry ever, so let's continue.

US trip. It is sooooo close and I cannot wait to get my butt on that plane. New York!!! My favourite city in the world! Flushing Meadows!!! Hahx. Yeah, I'll be gone from 27th Nov. to 15th Dec. Yeah, so don't go around calling me on my hp during that time. If the call connects, you will probably hear me screaming at you because it is sure to be at a gastly wee hour in the morning for me and I am sure to bill the cost to you. Yeah! Msging is fine though =p. Oh yeah, anyone wants merchandise from the States, I don't mind being ur lackey. I mean like, Aston already wants his Yankees' cap and all. So, if you want anything, show me the money!!! Aiyar, I really cannot wait lar. The last time I was there, I was like that chubby boy with many chins in that metro. The only thing I knew was the Statue of Liberty, which I did visit at Staten Island but did not climb. How stupid is that! This time, I'm prepared. Hell! Flushing, Madison Square Garden, Radiocity Music Hall, Times Square, Trump Tower, NYSE, Ground Zero!!! Here I come!!! Yeah, I'll fill you in when I get back. =p

I have finally decided. Hwa Chong. PCME. Yups, don't ask why. I'm tired of explaining.

My blog skin is old and templated! Sam!!! Why did you have to choose the same template as me!! Grrr... Any old how, Mak has kindly offered to help me get the skin that I'm gonna design out. So, Mak rocks! Also also, he will do any professional website for you for a nominal fee. I'm supposed to plug this advert for him or he won't do it for me. =p Go to him if you want it or come to me to get to him.

You know, I haven't been on court for like ages. Like, since common test. I want to get out!!! I want to whack balls all around the court! I want to hear the thud when I hit the ball. I want to serve, hit forehands, backhands, volleys, overheads, all of them!!! Oh my god, I cannot wait to go out on court again. Woosh!!!

Oh yeah, KB BBQ!!! Hahx, I want to go!!! Its been so long since I last saw people, granted I saw Yilin like yesterday in her car and am going to see Shuang, Alvin and Tang Jing tml. Who, by the way, is all rich and going to UK to study. Lucky ass!!! Oh, and Mrs Lee-Ng is retired! I wanted to sms her and all but I don't have her number, anyone has, can you like, pass it to me..

Gosh, time flies, seemed like yesterday when I just finished PSLE and now the Os are done too. 4 years. Whoosh! Incredibly fun, outrageously cool and totally rawkin'! Stay free!

Lalalalalalalala!

Btw, I'm on friendster. A total noob though. =p

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 11:27 AM

Wednesday, November 3

t.o.w. my o level compo

"Daddy! Daddy! Come quick! There's a huge bird in the sky!" I said, as I ran indoors in search of Dad.

"That's not a bird, son. That's an aeroplane," said dad as I stared into the sky, feeling a strange sense of happiness as the plane glided across the sky.

Sixteen years later, I was about to graduate from flight school as a fighter pilot. Since that day, I was fascinated with aeroplanes. I longed to sit in one. I yearned to fly one. Back then, flying was an extravagant affair not for the poor. Since I did not belong to the upper eschlons of the social class, I had to attend flight school to realise my dream of flying a plane.

I loved flying. I enjoyed being able to glide through the sky with ease and being able to bring my plane up to the sky, where I could soak in the beauty of the pale-white clouds. I loved flying, I enjoyed moving through the sky and leaving my troubles behind. I loved flying. I reveled in my ability to do death-defying stunts. Sudden pullbacks, swift turns. If you could name it, I could do it. I was a master of flight and I loved flying.

Then, war came. It wrecked havoc and pandemonium in the country. Flying was no longer enjoyable, it became a matter of life and death. I started to hate flying. I disliked the trepidation I faced as I sat on the edge of my seat in fear of enemies. I hated flying. I abhorred having to constantly look back to check for enemies trying to hunt me down. I hated flying. I detested each and every flight for it meant the possibility of death. I hated flying.

One day, as I was up in the sky doing my rounds. I turned back to be greeted by three enemy planes. Fight or flight? I contemplated as I turned back again only to notice that they were about to mount a vehement attack on me. I decided to take flight. I thrusted the engines into full-trottle and ascended into the sky. They followed. I tried to outwit them by a series of swift turns. They kept up with me and seemed to be drawing closer.

Then, it dawned on me. These were the people that were threatening my country's safety. These were the people that turned flying, something I loved, into something I detested. If I wanted to regain that sense of happiness I once had during each and every flight, I had to remove this threat. I pulled back suddenly and began firing rapidly. Caught by the sudden change in events, the enemies could not react in time. One down. Two down. Three down. One by one, I sent them plummeting to the ground. From then on, I became a changed person. I approached each flight with new-found vigour as I strived to take down enemies in an effort to end the war. Over the course of the war, I had destroyed seven hundred and twenty-six enemy planes. Each one drew me closer to the end of the war. Closer to regaining my love for flying.

Finally, the war had ended. I was supposed to feel a sense of glee and happiness in being able to navigate the skies without any apprehension. Yet, somehow, I felt tired. The many years of combat had weared me down. I sensed a strange feeling unlike that when I first saw a plane when I was a kid. It was ironic.

That, perhaps, is what flying is all about.

-End-

Yup, thats it. I'm only posting it because I am so afraid it will not do well. I mean, I'm gonna need an awful lot of luck to get an A1 for chinese so I'm like, totally banking on English. Oh well, I dunno, I felt like total crap after the paper. It's like, the whole bloody story is monotonous. You guys probably think I'm like mad, remembering the whole compo. Well, its not exactly the same, maybe 70-80%. Somehow, I seem to be able to remember it. Bit of a puzzle. And if you don't know which question I attempted, I must really suck. Oh well, tell me what you feel...

Good Luck Y'all!

kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 4:50 PM