The CryingAngel

so there i was sitting on my bed engrossed in the middle of my thoughts on the things that i prepetrated on that fateful day.
look at the clock, its five. i switched off the lights, then the screaming radio and laid in bed pretending everything's fine tired, my eyes closed. i'm happy to be alive as the sun shines

i am a student and a sports enthusiast. still loving short hair,ruggedness and intelligence. pride is smart.ego is king. it doesnt help the fact that my name is 'fadzly'. Angel from the nightmare AND-VB/ASC 2008

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    • Saturday, September 02, 2006 6:40 AM


    today was so fun.my father brought me to Home Team Academy(his working place) for an open house there.My father told me to wait at his office while he went to see his friends.my brother and I switched on my father's laptop.but too bad,there's no internet excess.i think the police force wanted to do that in order for the trainees not to hav pornography.and the internet at my father's laptop is called INTRANET.(????)it is all about the Home Team Academy etc only.sigh.since there's a lot of "rules" in the laptop,i switched off the laptop.

    and then, my father called my brother and I to watch the parade.my father told me that we will be having VIP seats.now that's cool.we rushed into the lift and there was a lot of muscular guys.yea..they were holding helmets and some other equipments.the lift went up.my borther and I were puzzled.my father grinned.when the lift opened,i realised that i was at the top of the building.the men who were in the lift with me were the specialist for repelling down the building.some of them were from the police prison unit called 'Spears' and SCDF rescue unit called 'The Samaritans'.The rest were from the police force tactical unit.so the VIP seats were at the top of the building.cool huh?one of my father's colleagues brought some souveniers for us.
    the souveniers were just a book , a bookmark and neWATER.

    my father introduced us to the specialist.i shook hands with them and man, powerful grip!i felt very honoured to meet them.after that,the parade was going to start. my father informed me to go to the next building to have a clear view of the parade.and so the parade started.

    first,there was a samba performance by the HTA band. and then the marching paradew by the trainees.followed by the arrival of the guest-of-honour.after that was my favourite part,the demonstration by the specialist.dude...they were great.rock on.then, it was another demonstration by the police tactical team.they threw fake bombs and showed how they controlled a real riot.to end the parade,there were confetties and small sparks.

    yea..my brother and I enjoyed the parade.and i hope i could be like the specialist.but there's one thing that will stop me.
    my fear of heights. T.T


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