tmr will be the midyear exam... oh well... just work hard do my best... leave it all to God...

i am still having fever... the panadol is not kicking in...


thanks for your encouragement... i guess i am really very foolish... gotta be strong... no point thinking too much right?



had a dream yesterday... was in a cockpit of the F-15SGT... marcus sng was my WSO... we were on a practice dog fight with our instructor... our instructor was the best fighter pilot in RSAF... yes... WAS...



we got intercepted midair by our instructor and another "senior" pilot... marcus was screaming in the air, "TWO BOGEYS heading from 12 high! *(@#&(@*^$(!!!!" the two f-16D came like bullets towards us, they were so close, i could see the number on the fighter jet, it reads 23...



as they flew by, i made a sharp, sharp 6 G turn to the left, hoping to intercept them on the bogey's 6 o'clock, my team mate does the same, as i pulled the turn, me and marcus we feeling the Gs... the force of gravity was so strong, it was difficult to breath, we struggled to even sit up striaght, as we finished the turn, we were on the 6 o'clock of the bogeys...


marcus was complaining, "jun liang, you @&#&$@&)@!, wtf am i with you...*^@*(^$(" over the radio, "juno, i am going for bogey one, you go for bogey 2" it was lq


"roger" i replied, full trottle forward, i could feel the force of the engine and my body felt the thrust on the seat, the airspeed knob is increasing like mad, my heart was beating...




marcus, was reading the radar, and he screamed "*)&@^$^($^)$ airspace limit up ahead, its either they make a hard turn back to the mountains, or they gain height, 20000 feet bro" as soon as he said that, bogey 2 made a freaking 9 g turn to the right, heading back to land, while bogey 1 pulled up... i followed, after burners kicked in, we turned... the blood was rushing down my body, my vision start to blur, marcus was making weird orgasm noises over the radio, so am i... the muscle start to tense, we start to feel as though we are shrinking...


the turn finished, bogey 2 headed for the clouds, i followed, we are about 15000 fee above sea level, bogey 2 is turning, left to the right, pulling up and pulling down, he's all over, turning and turning, it was difficult to stay with him, i could not get a lock on him, he is always dodging the aim sight... suddenly, he pulled up, vertical to the sun, i could not see him as the sun's glare was in my face, i followed suit, the force was pulling me back, i find it difficult to even pull the stick... throttle full, power full, the altimeter is going mad, we are gaining height like never before, this is the fastest and highest i have ever gone, the jet starts to vibrate and rumble, the turbulence was strong...


begoy 2 when into the clouds, as i approached the clouds, it was like a finger going into candy floss, everything just engulfs you, everything is white, comming out of the clouds, we were abouve everything, below was was the clouds above us was the clear blue skies... but bogey 2 was not in sight... "*$(*&%&%$, me and marcus start to frantically look around the cockpit, scanning the area, there was nothing, my heart was still beating, i felt a cold chill down the spine... it was not the eerie feeling, but the fear, the radar starts to buzz...


marcus screamed..." 6 o'clock jun liang, 6 O'CLOCK!!!!!", without thinking, i nosed down, vertically down, bad move... the negative G made my head light, all the blood was rushing down... my legs starts to feel damn heavy, marcus, with his weak voice..."please warn me...before you do such crap..."



i broke the sound barrier as we were comming down, the vapour appeared around the jet, we were going down damn fast... bogey 2 was still on our tail, as the clouds start to disappear, i could see land, and we were heading towards it...



i pulled up at 1000 feet, the plane vibrate and tremble again, the turbulence kicked in, i released the flares as i did a barrel row, "tak tak tak", the flares came out, i leveled of, kicked in the after burners... infront of me was the horizon... nothing else, i looked back, bogey 2 was on my tail, he was so damn close...


"TTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" the missile warning came up.... it means i have less than i sec to response before the gets a lock on one me... will i end up like the other cadets? another kill for bogey 2? i pushed the right rudder down hard, my stick with all my might, i jerked it to the left, with my right hand, i pulled the throttle back, the jet, made a half turn, over bogey 2, after i completed the turn, full throttle, i was on the 6 of bogey 2... flares shot through the sky, he made a sharp turn, not to fall to his trap again, i released the throttle, bank and turned hard, switch on the aim sight...


the sidewinder was making the "bBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" noise, this is it, hes mine... "TTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOO" lock on!


the aim sight was scribbling around bogey 2, before it eventually got centered on it... the word "fire" appeared...


"juno, box 1, fire!" i pressed the trigger so hard...




then i woke up...



thats my dream... wow... okok enough of all the dreams...


gotta work hard... score well tmr...


thanks guys...



rsaf...

tmr will be the midyear exam... oh well... just work hard do my best... leave it all to God...

i am still having fever... the panadol is not kicking in...


thanks for your encouragement... i guess i am really very foolish... gotta be strong... no point thinking too much right?



had a dream yesterday... was in a cockpit of the F-15SGT... marcus sng was my WSO... we were on a practice dog fight with our instructor... our instructor was the best fighter pilot in RSAF... yes... WAS...



we got intercepted midair by our instructor and another "senior" pilot... marcus was screaming in the air, "TWO BOGEYS heading from 12 high! *(@#&(@*^$(!!!!" the two f-16D came like bullets towards us, they were so close, i could see the number on the fighter jet, it reads 23...



as they flew by, i made a sharp, sharp 6 G turn to the left, hoping to intercept them on the bogey's 6 o'clock, my team mate does the same, as i pulled the turn, me and marcus we feeling the Gs... the force of gravity was so strong, it was difficult to breath, we struggled to even sit up striaght, as we finished the turn, we were on the 6 o'clock of the bogeys...


marcus was complaining, "jun liang, you @&#&$@&)@!, wtf am i with you...*^@*(^$(" over the radio, "juno, i am going for bogey one, you go for bogey 2" it was lq


"roger" i replied, full trottle forward, i could feel the force of the engine and my body felt the thrust on the seat, the airspeed knob is increasing like mad, my heart was beating...




marcus, was reading the radar, and he screamed "*)&@^$^($^)$ airspace limit up ahead, its either they make a hard turn back to the mountains, or they gain height, 20000 feet bro" as soon as he said that, bogey 2 made a freaking 9 g turn to the right, heading back to land, while bogey 1 pulled up... i followed, after burners kicked in, we turned... the blood was rushing down my body, my vision start to blur, marcus was making weird orgasm noises over the radio, so am i... the muscle start to tense, we start to feel as though we are shrinking...


the turn finished, bogey 2 headed for the clouds, i followed, we are about 15000 fee above sea level, bogey 2 is turning, left to the right, pulling up and pulling down, he's all over, turning and turning, it was difficult to stay with him, i could not get a lock on him, he is always dodging the aim sight... suddenly, he pulled up, vertical to the sun, i could not see him as the sun's glare was in my face, i followed suit, the force was pulling me back, i find it difficult to even pull the stick... throttle full, power full, the altimeter is going mad, we are gaining height like never before, this is the fastest and highest i have ever gone, the jet starts to vibrate and rumble, the turbulence was strong...


begoy 2 when into the clouds, as i approached the clouds, it was like a finger going into candy floss, everything just engulfs you, everything is white, comming out of the clouds, we were abouve everything, below was was the clouds above us was the clear blue skies... but bogey 2 was not in sight... "*$(*&%&%$, me and marcus start to frantically look around the cockpit, scanning the area, there was nothing, my heart was still beating, i felt a cold chill down the spine... it was not the eerie feeling, but the fear, the radar starts to buzz...


marcus screamed..." 6 o'clock jun liang, 6 O'CLOCK!!!!!", without thinking, i nosed down, vertically down, bad move... the negative G made my head light, all the blood was rushing down... my legs starts to feel damn heavy, marcus, with his weak voice..."please warn me...before you do such crap..."



i broke the sound barrier as we were comming down, the vapour appeared around the jet, we were going down damn fast... bogey 2 was still on our tail, as the clouds start to disappear, i could see land, and we were heading towards it...



i pulled up at 1000 feet, the plane vibrate and tremble again, the turbulence kicked in, i released the flares as i did a barrel row, "tak tak tak", the flares came out, i leveled of, kicked in the after burners... infront of me was the horizon... nothing else, i looked back, bogey 2 was on my tail, he was so damn close...


"TTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" the missile warning came up.... it means i have less than i sec to response before the gets a lock on one me... will i end up like the other cadets? another kill for bogey 2? i pushed the right rudder down hard, my stick with all my might, i jerked it to the left, with my right hand, i pulled the throttle back, the jet, made a half turn, over bogey 2, after i completed the turn, full throttle, i was on the 6 of bogey 2... flares shot through the sky, he made a sharp turn, not to fall to his trap again, i released the throttle, bank and turned hard, switch on the aim sight...


the sidewinder was making the "bBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" noise, this is it, hes mine... "TTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOOO" lock on!


the aim sight was scribbling around bogey 2, before it eventually got centered on it... the word "fire" appeared...


"juno, box 1, fire!" i pressed the trigger so hard...




then i woke up...



thats my dream... wow... okok enough of all the dreams...


gotta work hard... score well tmr...


thanks guys...



rsaf...