If We Fought WWII

Part Two of Post-Exam Elation for my brother.

Another Risk Party. To explain, a Risk Party is just a sleepover where we play risk. Where "we" refers to me n my cousins (my cousins and I).


So last night, up to 4.30 am (actually this morning, now that i mention it) there was a Risk Party going on in my cousins' house. The good thing about Risk (the boardgame) is that situations that are unimaginable in the real world can actually take place. Let me explain.

We were treated to a case of the USSR and USA joining forces with one another to eliminate all the other super powers, The USSR being much richer, believe that. You see, I have to explain.

Red - Soviets
Green - Americans
Blue - Brits
Black - Nazis/ African
Yellow - China Army
Grey - I also dunno.

Anw, I was the Soviets, and I didn't make the same mistakes of my "forefathers". ALLY with the Americans! Unthinkable. But ya, i believe that we got more success, anyway..

Oh yes, i almost forgot, another unimaginable thing - there was peace in the middle east.

Of course some things go according to the real world, for example the fact that the most aggressive force in the game came from Afganistan, and that America ultimately controlled Europe, Africa, America, Australia, and 75% of South America. And USSR just took the simple Asia with its rice fields and etc. Oh, and that the Nazis started in South America (which of course is where most of them hid after the war, so its said..)

In any case, as per normal Lady Luck was sexist and favoured my sister so, needless to say, the wealth and military might of the USSR was evenly matched with the Luck of the Die of the USA. But luck wins in the end. Oh well. Close.

Now, I'm just hoping and praying I don't have to go back to camp tmr. Oh goodness, how I hope and pray. So wasted, you know.. hai..

Another last point.

I'd have to admit that sometimes my subconscious tended to believe that God was not on my side. Its easy to say that that's not true, but the subconscious part of the mind is a part that's not easily convinced. Anw, for some reason (known to me) that subconscious part suddenly, though maybe non-permanently, believes that God is on my side. And suddenly I feel happy. Even when I really really seem to have no reason to be that way.

God is Good.

The Reality of Delta X

So I now embark on a long break from work. I hope. Theoretically I have enough off-in-lieu to keep me far far away from the west side of Singapore for a long time. Ah, I see the irony that I'll be flying far far west soon afterwards.

But nevertheless if all goes well I have a long break. 2 weeks plus a little bit more, I estimate. But as we know the SAF (including here the RSAF) is forever ready and hence this 2 week long break is as easily broken as would a thread be. A thread supporting an elephant. At least I can cross my fingers and hope.

Newses, as my family often puts it:

The A levels are drawing to a close. I can actually feel the tensions and stress subside. And I'm not even the one taking the papers. For those who haven't experienced it, well.. just wait. And for those who have, I'm sure you can identify.

Secondly, my brother's O Levels are over. And we (the family) are actually treated to the sight of him going out with friends. We once suspected that these friends existed only in his mind, but now proof otherwise has arrived. He's out with friends now.

Thirdly, BREAK! Oh yeah, already mentioned it.

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On a brighter note, I'm feeling much better from the past post. Took me long enough to realise what's wrong, but perhaps denial was at play.

My diagnosis - I can't adapt to change as well as I should be. My fault? Perhaps, but I WAS filled with mistruths and fantasies that, granted, I probably misinterpreted in my formative years.

The Romance of Things Left Unchanged, of Situations when you just happen to wish that time could stand still and change be eradicated. But Neverland is Fantasy. Fiction. Myth.

Wake up and snap back to reality; Logic says the only constant in this world is Change. And it's never been proved otherwise. I've tried to (yes laugh) represent this in an equation, but I think a graph where (dy/dx =! 0) is the best description. So let's keep it that way.

Then I think again. Are Things Left Unchanged truly romantic? I'm sure the stillness of time and lack of change would get boring. And what is romantic about boredom?? So the answer is inevitable, embrace change. Look Forward, rather than Backward. Be Optimistic, rather than Pessimistic.

The future bears many mysteries. Good ones, yes. Bad ones, yes too, and it's the bad ones that make it interesting.

We embrace our new lives and never grasp too tightly to what we once had.

I need that. God is Good.

Saturn out of Line

I think I had better get used to this "no-life" routine of mine. I'd probably have to accept that, i might as well disappear off this rock we call Earth for the next year. Ah.. Did I mention? 1 more year to ORD. But don't get me wrong. 1 more year is still shit long.

I rmb i once wrote that NS sucked the life out of you. And then I looked at it from a slightly more positive perspective - NS replaced what you used to call life. And now i look back and i accept; there's no freaking difference.

Perhaps I'd be cheerier once the A levels are over. But go sit next to someone who cares, i tell myself. Are the A levels over? (For those ignorant, the answer is No..). So for those who probably can tell that they're lucky since they're freaking busy at this period cos Ben is not the happy camper at this period, good for you. But guess what? I'm stuck with myself. Woohoo~

Unfortunately I can't leave myself to rot into a state of disrepair - I so wish i could..

Maybe its that boredom that overwhelms.

But heck, i'm not going to self diagnose myself with a mental illness. Oh wait. I already have.

I need to get rid of this tension. Somehow. Goodness.. Its not healthy.. Oh well..

On the other hand i wonder where Ben went. And i realise i keep asking myself this question. Finally, a self diagnosis. The Only Constant is Change.

Oh how i hate my inertia to it.

Plus i'm irritated with my injured toe. argh.. my last saving grace i.e. soccer out of the question? not to mention any other sport?

Perhaps as The World spins, people keep adding saving graces to their repertoire of sanctuaries. Though i keep losing these saving graces.

*I wish m = sin(Nt) would at least care to cease.*