16/11/2003

dead english.

since i started reading the reader's digest in primary school, i've always had this paranoia of getting obscure fatal diseases. i remember once in primary school i came back from school with a mild headache. then i recalled one of the articles i had read in the reader's digest: how to live through brain tumours or SOMETHING like that. i got so freaked out that i didn't feel like eating dinner couldn't sleep at night and in the end told my bro that i had a brain tumour. he snorted and said 'yah give me your pencilcase after you die.'

hey. its quite hard to think of stuff to blog about. before i decide to write something down i have to think 'do i really want them to know this? what will their reactions be? will they get freaked out by knowing this about me?' every single blog entry comes through after extensive vetting. except for some cases. usually in those cases while trying to sleep i'll wake up suddenly and say 'OH GOD did i really write that' then i'll hurl myself out of bed and delete the entry as soon as possible.

lammo said today 'noone gives a shit about singapore lah. if other people attack you think anyone will go and fight arh'. i think thats quite true in some cases. they live in singapore just to make money and more money but don't give a shit about singapore. if anything goes wrong here, they'll just migrate to another country and grow their cash all over again.

'israelis are the masters of the business of war but don't know a damn about the business of peace' got this from some book i can't remember which and i don't know if the quote is correct.

oh yeah results results. predictions are quite accurate so far. A2 for geog A1 for hist and damn i screwed english like hell A2.

bye.

kenny wrote this at 6:47 p.m.