pielert.can you believe it? i may very well be the one who protects our country's airspace! that could be me right inside the cockpit! haha.. but damn. still have a long way to go man. i've gotta have a 10 year bond with them if i was to ever pass the stupid tests frequently thrown at us. anyway, my life's sometimes full of hilarious situations with are meant to be solemn and stiff. but i really went for the interview today making a fool of myself. so here's a lowdown of wad generally happened today.. 6.30: alarm clock rang. 6.35: woke up. *shit! i'm gonna be late.* 7.05: left the house, praying for a miracle that the photocopying shop below my house will open cuz i could hand up something more decent than a fax copied paper of my already shameless prelim and o level results. nope. no miracle. but i continued to pray even harder. 8.00: fell asleep on the bus. 8.20: woke up, thought i missed the stop. 8.20: realised i didn't. 8.30: reached there on time. 8.50: read flyer. says on the tips prior to the interview that i should read up on the RSAF in their website. THANKS for telling me now. 9.50: contemplating whether to go shit first or wait till the interview's over since the previous interviewers took damn long to finish and so i took a chance and went to shit first. 10.20: went to shit. 10.20: felt good! 11.00: my interview started. k this is where the stupid interview commenced. 4 pairs of eyes staring at you and they've got a computer chair for you. how convenient. gave me space to roll about too! well, at least that's what i did. before they said anything which is doomed for me, i told them that i knew nuts about aircrafts and the airforce prior to this interview and i suggested to them that they don't ask me all the technical terms of flying *cuz i'll end up wasting their time when they could have a mass orgy there.* kay i didn't say the star-ed part, but i was so damn tempted to. asking personal questions with metaphorical graphics to prevent my mind from wandering off the room. and this was what pissed me off. interviewer: so, on a scale of 1 to 10, rate your interest on flying. interviewee (me!): er.. i think it'll have to be 7. interviewer: oh. so what happened to the other three? me: erm, the other 3's the part where i'm apprehensive on my interests in flying as many people will be axed out of the course and i might just be one of them.( given my shameless perlim results. ) -towards the end of the interview- interviewer: so are you afraid of failure? me: i can't say i am afraid, i can't say i'm not. interviewer: but the abforementioned statement you made was that you were apprhensive about your interests in flying because you are afraid of being axed out. don't you think you are implying that you ARE afraid of failure? at that moment, i felt like drawing my lightsaber 
and slicing his damned head off bringing about utter chaos in the room with the other 3 interviewers begging on their knees for mercy. but i realised i didn't bring it. damn. so i just quietly smiled and nodded my head. then they asked the same question again, n i answered i don't think i am. then they let me off. WHAT?! i waited for so long for a damn interview and you just viewed me for 5 minutes and let me off?! again i felt like taking the lightsaber
and slicing their head off one by one, forcing them to ask me a question before their guts start spilling all over. but again, i remembered i didn't bring it. damn. so i smiled, forced myself to thank them and walked out. but at 11.30: "CONGRATULATIONS! you have passed the interview!" this chiobu told me and after snapping out of unconsciousnes, i just realised i passed the interview. i was unconscious again. YEA RIGHT. took my papers and happily bounced off the building! --------------------- went out with my bro later and watched "without a paddle". it wasn't exactly the best show i've seen but it was commendable. what's to die for is my brother's cute little puppies! 
aren't they just adorable! aww... KICKED ASS AT 12/15/2004 10:31:00 PM.
of ah bengs and men.of all the people in singapore, i cannot stand chao ah bengs and chao ah lians who cannot speak a proper sentence of ingrish without blurting out some hokkien words or distorting the english language.FOR EXAMPLE... *viewer's discretion: just picked this off a random blog and just showing it for entertainment purposes only. please dunch call your ah beng gang and han tam me k? *whimpers* * "come back frm chalet lerx..it was damn fun nehs!next mondae gng dere again lerx..hees*haiz..miie haven buy books yet worrs..mus faster buy durin tish week liaox!next year gng to start soon...hab tu go tu skool again!haiz..sad lehs!i dun wanna go skool larx..it jus simply suxs xia..!sobx.. skool suxs to e core man!i oso dun lyk girls brigade lehs..saturdae hab to go..sianx ar!!!kayye lerx larx..nth much tu write lerx..buhbye :p " OMG! OMFG! OMFGG!!!!!! shan't say more. i'll give you a few minutes to go puke before continuing to read this entry. don't get me wrong, i love my chao ah beng friends. at least they don't expose their utmost high standards of intelligence to the world and defacing the english language as well as singapore's reputation of a metropolis. heh. i gotta admit that i'm prone to speaking such sentences whenever i'm not thinking.. well hey, i hate myself anyway. another characteristic of a chao ah beng/lian. their nicknames! their throat-wrenching, face-slapping, mind-freezing, stupid-emphasizing way of choosing their nicknames! and most nicknames usually follow an underscore with the year of their birth, or 69, or 666 (wow.. they even know what that means.) don't get the idea? FOR EXAMPLE... *NB: you can find this everywhere, on irc, msn, blogs.. any similarity in the following names with the viewer's own is purely coincidental and it's not subjected to any biasness and such. anyway everyone's the same also so what the heck.* funkyger_86, boiboi_87, pinkgurl_90, 5566rox_69, f44eva_92... need i say more? ANOTHER CHARACTERISTIC. i know this is a little bit old fashioned but i still see this occasionally and that's finding vandalism on the back seats of the bus or on the seats. done by our dear heartland kiddos who think that is cool and beautiful. dunno if they are trying to show their "artistic talents" or their "language superiority". oh do you think burning fire through the seats using a lighter leaving an imprint of a "smiley face" on the seat's cool? apparently these people do. words of everlasting love like "boiboi_87 and gerger_89 4eva" could turn into "boiboi_87 sucks big time!" in a matter of days. or "for a fun time, call minty_ger at 99956348" so beware of such people! in case you are thinking of dropping by singapore to bask in the discounts of shopping or the singaporean girls, keep a lookout for such people. for the boys, tight fit tee shirts and ugly pasar malam jeans are the most common dress codes of them ah bengs. accessories include HUGE chains hanging around their necks, huge ear sticks stuck to their ears, and blonde hair combed in a center-parted style. with cloth watches and fake stick on tattoos on their arms. they are mostly skinny and will always pick a fight with you when you stare at them. for the girls, hair flooded with accessories like hair pins, clips etc, with elaborate make-up like those you see at desker road. funky earrings sticking out of every direction of the ear. wearing pink mini tee and micro skirt. those advanturous ones will wear socks which reach up to their knees and looks as if they are trying hard to hide their leg hairs. commonly found in photoprint shops taking neoprints with weird hand gestures.  again, this was a random picture found and i'm not affiliated to those people in any way. anyway, THERE. for both sexes, a elaborately modified handphone with lights spraying out of every direction while playing cheena music by SHE or 5566 or even F4 is the in thing for them. you've been warned. keep away from them. KICKED ASS AT 12/13/2004 11:18:00 PM. |
ME hi, i'm ben, you can call me ben, ben tan, benjamin tan, choc god, whatever.. just don't call me suzy. i'm your not-so-average guy next door (if you really are my neighbour), otherwise i'm just your not-so-average guy. i'm fascinated with ah bengs and their ability to survive in the world right here right now. if i have the money and time and an ah beng, i'll conduct a series of tests and experiments to see how they do it. don't you wanna know too? BY GEORGE... OTHER MEs. cheap shoes!! vic paul miss phua jocheben jasmine beckie isabelle germaine joy gay ben yo. manuel mark camilia cat sophie isa rach incredible tales.. of xiaoming do you like to talk cock? blogger GREETINGS.. BUAY PAISEH AH 
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