During the school holidays, I've been sitting around thinking of life. Then I realised that there were so many things in life that I want to do, but it is either too late, I have no courage, or I'm just plain lazy. It just sucks that my life is damn twisted. F*** this shit!
I wish my father could get my home's wireless internet system to work, so that I can play my Wi-Fi enabled games. There is so much happening online for my games, but I can't access them =(
SR-71 Blackbird
The SR-71 Blackbird (part of the Blackbird family, consisting of the A-12, YF-12 and M-21 varients), manufactured by Lockheed Skunk Works, is well known for its speed. This spy-jet is capable of flying at Mach 3 (3 times the speed of sound). The plane had its maiden flight in 1964. The plane was an early attempt at stealth technology, one of the first planes to be shaped to reduce radar cross section, but still had a large enough radar signature to be recognised as a plane. The M-21 varient could be equiped with a D-21 (Q-12) unmanned drone for strategic reconnaissance.
D-21 (Q-12) unmanned drone
The Blackbird was so popular that Marvel Comics actually adapted it and redesigned the exterior for the X-Jet used by the X-Men.
X-Men's X-Jet
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On September 1, 1974 Major James V. Sullivan, 37 (pilot) and Noel F. Widdifield, 33 (reconnaissance systems officer), flashed across the starting line (radar gates in New York) at approximately 80,000 feet and speed in excess of 2,000 miles per hour. Exactly 1 hour 54 minutes and 56.4 seconds later, they had set a new world speed record from New York to London England. The average speed was 1,807 statute mph over the 3,461 statute mile course, slowing to refuel one time from a specially modified KC-135 refueling tanker. The aircraft was placed on static display at Farnborough Air Show for 1 week. It marked the first time the secret plane had been on public display outside of the United States. Clarence L. "Kelly" Johnson, the aircrafts designer, was on hand for the event. He remarked, "It (the SR-71) has exceeded all my expectations."
Another historic speed record was set on the return trip to the United States. Capt Harold B. Adams, 31 (pilot), and Major William Machorek, 32 (reconnaissance systems operator), set a speed record from London to Los Angeles. They returned the Blackbird 5,447 statute miles in 3 hours 47 minutes and 39 seconds for an average speed of 1,435 miles per hour. The difference in the two speed records was due to refueling requirements and having to slow over major US cities. Even so a large number of people in Los Angeles reported broken windows due to the sonic boom.
Life is boring. Today I went to choir practice. It started with PT where I played Badminton with Li Keen and Jun Chong. After which we had voice classes. The whole thing ended at 1.30pm.
Well luckily I don't have Madrasah (Religious Class) tomorrow because of the June holidays (but for 1 weekend only). Exams for my Quran reading coming up. Blahblahblah......................
Neo, your phone is ringing!
This puts MIB to shame =)
This too.
One word; Adeeb!
My favourite jet, the Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird, using it's afterburners.
Full view of the Blackbird. Inspirational, isn't it?
I just read Li Keen's first post on his wierd dream, and strangely, I had one of my own just last night (is there a connection, LOL).
My dream starts with me sitting in the VS canteen, wif my best friends from Temasek sitting around one table. We were all in VS PE uniforms. Why would all my old friends whom most of them went to different schools be wearing VS PE uniforms? Then we were suddenly running along corridors. Somehow I just knew that the corridors were that of my old school, although it seemed different. We turned a corner and many random people ran past, with my kindergarten friend, Yusof (who still looked 6 years old, strangely) leading. This was quite random as I had not seen or talked to him since K2 (WTF!). Then the girls from my old class ran by, and the girl whom I have a crush on brushed against me. Then I fell infront of a doorway, with a sign which read 6A (which coincidentally was the same class which door I fell and hit, getting my scar and scaring the krap out of girls).
Then the girl whom I had a crush on helped me up. We started running again and reached the end of the corridor, turning right, facing the stairway. I mysteriously started to rise into the air (even more reason to shout, WTF!). Everything went black and I could only see the girl I had a crush on. Next thing I knew, I woke up.
Man was that spooky!
While visiting England, George Bush is invited to tea with the Queen. He asks her what her leadership philosophy is. She says that it is to surround herself with intelligent people.
Bush asks how she knows if they're intelligent.
"I do so by asking them the right questions," says the Queen. "Allow me to demonstrate."
Bush watches as the Queen phones Tony Blair and says, "Mr. Prime Minister, please answer this question: your mother has a child, and your father has a child, and this child is not your brother or sister. Who is it?"
Tony Blair responds, "It's me, ma'am."
"Correct. Thank you and good-bye, sir," says the Queen. She hangs up and says, "Did you get that, Mr. Bush?"
Bush nods: "Yes ma'am. Thanks a lot. I'll definitely be using that!"
Bush, upon returning to Washington, decides he'd better put the Chairman of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee to the test. Bush summons Jesse Helms to the White House and says, "Senator Helms, I wonder if you can answer a question for me."
"Why, of course, sir. What's on your mind?"
Bush poses the question: "Uhh, your mother has a child, and your father has a child, and this child is not your brother or your sister. Who is it?"
Helms hems and haws and finally asks, "Can I think about it and get back to you?"
Bush agrees, and Helms leaves. He immediately calls a meeting of other senior Republican senators, and they puzzle over the question for several hours, but nobody can come up with an answer. Finally, in desperation, Helms calls Colin Powell at the State Department and explains his problem.
"Now look here, son, your mother has a child, and your father has a child, and this child is not your brother or your sister. Who is it?"
Powell answers immediately, "It's me, of course."
Much relieved, Helms rushes back to the White House, finds George Bush, and exclaims, "I know the answer, sir! I know who it is! It's Colin Powell!"
And Bush replies in disgust, "Wrong, you dumb shit, it's Tony Blair!"
