Saturday, October 27, 2007 Okay. Im back. Anyway the whole ACE Camp thing is like too long so i would modify the post if i have the time. So anyway i would thinking about rivalry today.With so much rivalry around the world.How can there ever be peace? For those who says that there is no rivalry in the world and harmony exists in every corner of the globe,think again. Examples of rivalry. Kaiser Wilhem II vs King George. Lenin vs Nicholas Romanov,Tsar of Russia Hitler VS Churchill USSR VS USA Saddam VS Bush Clinton VS Bush Mr Arul VS Alfred Nathan. So for those that still do not believe,i have visual evidence.As you all know,there is a new advertising company called mocca which makes use of video advertistments to lure people to buy from them.And recently with the infamous 'bodybuilder' advertistment,Mocca had ventured into the property sector as well.And now with the property market becoming sluggish and the entry of Mocca into the property sector has increased competition in that market and they began stealing away business from property agencies.And this made them very too lan and buay song with them.The below 2 videos show the unhappiness of the agents and the video is an end product of rivalry. The original advertistment by mocca. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ks2YNdDuJJ8 The modified advertistment made by the agents(a show of their unhappiness.) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCHs31irX2U lol. Damn funny right. So rivalry can make your perfect and good things(like this advertistment) backfire. signing off. btw,anyone noe any nice mmorpg games? LOST at 3:57 PM Tuesday, October 23, 2007 Back from ACE camp! Seriously,it sucked. Anyway,the entire sec 2 cohort was splited up into 2 camping groups-camp1 and camp2. Camp 1 comprises of 202,203,205,207,208 and 211 while camp 2 comprises of 201,204,206,209,210 and 212. So camp 1 starts on 15th october and ends on the 19th of October and camp 2 starts on 19th october and ends on 23th october. So anyway i was in camp 2. So on thursday(22th october,the eve of camp 2 and the end of camp 1),i called shi yang,the retarded spastic guy. I asked him if the camp was fun. He replied yes. So i believe him and for once felt that shi yang's word was reliable. Damn.This is the last time i am going to trust him. So i asked him what were the activities there and he told me all the stuff and made it sound so fun. So i asked him. me:eh,hows the food?Enough to eat?Is it good? SY:There is alot food and it is good. me:Is it clean?Hows the toilets? SY:Its clean and green with 5 big rooms.And it smells of lemon grass. me:Is the camp fun? SY:ya,damn fun.I wish i can go again. And in reality all this shit that shi yang told me were all the opposite of what i had encountered. I dont know whether Shi Yang is just plain stupid or just trying to be Augustine Goh. So i bought my backpackers bag from thomson plaza and stuffed all the shit into my bag.And it was damn heavy. It felt as if i was carrying Justinian after Judo farewell lunch. And it felt like shyt. Next morning i went to school and assembled at the track. Then i saw the instructors and found a chio-bu(fine,not so chio) amongst one of them. Anyway sufyyan said that she was Cindy. So anyway after a briefing by Mr Chan,we were informed that those camp 1 ppl camped in 4 days of torrential rainfall and slept in hell for the entire camp and had half of their activities cancelled. So anyway,bearing shi yang's words in mind,i went off on the bus in a positive mood. So anyway Omar did not bring his passport and Mr Teo scolded him like hell and we had to purposely go to some bus terminal near the second link to take his passport from his mother. So when we reached the singapore immigration,we saw the bio-metric passport area and the people who had it went through very quick.But most of us had to cramp and wait for our turn in the normal ones.And we were delayed cos a foreign student did not bring his green card or something. So i went through the immigration and went to the bus.Then the bus went off and onto the bridge.And the sight was spectacular.I looked left and right,out of the window.Left was the singaporean border while right was the malaysian border.So anyway the singaporean border was sp high tech and filled with modern building while on the right with the malaysian border,there were nothing but trees,dirt roads,swamps and electric fences.I was like dots.Who in the right mind would want to go to malaysia so badly that he would want to sneak in.What so great about malaysia anyway.I dun understand why so many people enjoy going there every holiday.So anyway i was like comparing an under-developed Kampong Johor was compared to modern metropolitan Singapore.And it was 1 hour ++ to the next toll booth and on the way,the driver tried to entertain us by showing us the movie "Baby's day out' on the tv on the bus.And it did nothing to elevate our spirits,but in fact made us more lethargic.So anyway almost the whole bus slept except for the driver,Ms Yam and the Tai-Tee Clan. Then finally we reached the malaysian immigration centre and it was like shit.All screwed up.It was ugly ,hot and low class.Comparing that to the singaporean immigration centre is like comparing Kampong Glam to The Shangri-La. So anyway we queued up and at the counter,i found out that i forgot to fill up some blanks on my malaysian arrival card so i filled it up.When i saw the immigration officer look at my passport and started typing more than usual,i thought i was going to kenna detained. So anyway went through the immigration and went on the bus.Then again the same guy delayed the whole bus. KNN. Then after 2 hours of sleeping we arrived at the ACE camp site.Its nothing more than just a piece of field which is smack right in the middle of nowhere and the nearest form of civilisation is like 1 hour away,which is the main gate leading to the camp site.The scenery was good,i must say,something like the farmlands of Hokkaido or New Zealand.Just that you have to add in flies,mosquitoes,rats,dead fish,dead birds,cockroaches everywhere.So anyway we disembarked from the bus and carried our barang barang from the Bus onto the briefing area,which below the hill.Heres the layout of the campsite-a flat piece of mud and a hill with a kampong house on top of it.And guess where we are going to sleep. Yup,you are right.On the mud. KNN CBB!!! So we went on to pitch the tents on the mud and the instructors called us onto the slope of the hill.Then he began to nag nag nag about shit,the donts and dos of the camp and began making us do the fucking hornet drill.Anyway the hornet drill is when someone shouts hornet,you would have to drop down to the ground immediately on your belly and put ur face as close to the ground as possible.Then you have to put both your hands over your neck and put your legs together.And keep quiet.And then bnecause we were too slow,he made us change from push-up position to sit up position over and over again.And that reminded me of Justinian and Judo Camp.Then the climax arrived. SJI boy:What the hell ar? Instructor:What did you say?You said what the hell?What the hell?Hell?You curse me hell?You curse me!You curse me!Push up 20. KNN CCB. That was sibeh funny. Then we had lunch. Fuck,the fucking eating area is fucked up.The toilet is beside it and beside the kitchen.The ground below the eating area is wet mud and there are alot of flies in the fucking area.You can never eat without eating 2 flies every meal.The food taste like shit and it was very little.And we cannot eat too much if not we would have stomach ache,which means we would have to use the toilet which literally spells out doom for us.The toilet is one of the most fucked up places.It smelled like shit,there was shit and urine on the floor and it was the squatting one. Then we went Canoeing. Then i was paired up with Zhi Hao,a SJAB 203 guy who missed camp 1 due to his illness.So anyway we had a refresher course and Alfred Nathan started saying "Mumbai ar!India!" for no apparent reason.And we had to learn some live-saving skill called the H-I rescue formation.So anyway Alfred Nathan,or code-named the Eagle,capsized Yamani and Oliver's Canoe.So they started screaming "Help Help!",and instead of rescueing them and chionging to thm,we just stood there and laughed.Then the Eagle scolded us by saying how every second was precious and essential to a rescue mission.So anyway after that we had to go on an expedition on our canoes.And that Zhi Hao cannot canoe for nuts.I was canoeing for both of us.When he canoe,i can feel like the canoe move back. diao. So i was paddling a 2 man canoe with a combined weight of at least 130 kg by myself and i ws surprised i can still keep out with the last of the pack. Then Mrs J was telling me how slow i was and i was already so Pek Cik liao. So after canoeing,i looked like a lobster. NB CCB. Then we had dinner. Fuck,i couldnt eat anymore. Then i canot tahan liao. Went to toilet. 8 more lives to go. Then we had some night activities and some reflections. Then we slept and the tent was fine. Day 2-Let the horror begin. We woke up at 3 am to play tai tee in Sufyyan's tent(with smuggled cards) and then go and wash up.Then have to go for flag raising etc then eat Breakfast.The stench and dirtiness alone can make me forgo my hotdog and become a vegetarian. Then we had jungle survival where we had to learn how to build a shelter,find water and get a fire. Then the instructor taught us the fire in the hole shit where whenever he shouted fire in thw hole,we have to squat down at cover our ears with our hands.And whenever he did it,he would light up a cherry bomb which creates a sound that reminds me of the Band of Brothers Tank blast. To build a shelter, we have to tie up a ground sheet and a cover sheet with some fishing rop to elevate it above the ground. To find water,we have to collect water from the nearby stream and collect rain water and apply simple distillation to it. To make a fire,we have to make a D.C circuit and cause elctricity to flow through a steel wool to cause sparks and cause a fire. Then we had outdoor cooking and we had to cook kang kong,rice,eggs and sardines in our mess tins on the muddy and dirty floor.And the food was very little that i had to eat lunch at the HQ after returning to base camp. Next we had orienteering,which means using a compass to find areas.So anyway we learnt to use co-ordinates on a map and a compass and we had a "amazing-race style' challange.We had to go to significant landmarks by locating them on the map thru co-ordinates.Then to prove that u had reached it,there will be a chop(hidden around the landmark) to stamp on ur score sheet.So it was a little bit like the chinese show 'wo ai xiao hong dian'.That means we can sabo other groups.The winning team will get to throw water balloons at who ever they wish to. And there were the roadblocks,where we had to do a task in order to get a chop. And there was the infamous Brother Mike Roadblock. Anyway,brother mike asked us a question. Which girls are hotter? CHIJ or MGS? At first i was tempted to say MGS,cos i dun really like the former. But then considering the close association and affliation that sji had shared with chij,i chose chij. And Brother Mike replied. "Since you think that CHIJ girls are hot,you would have to eat chilli padi. So he made us gobble bloody spicy chilli padi. Shouldnt have chose CHIJ. Then i sabo-ed Yamani's group and pretended that i didnt noe where the chop was. And the funny part was that they won and they get to throw the water balloons. So i was the main target. Luckily during the throwing session,i hid behind this big guy and was shielded. Then it was dinner. And after that it was the night walk. Anyway.I shall talk about it tmr when i have the time to blog about it. Good night. LOST at 4:47 PM