6 Moronic Days Left....

... before i head to Changi Aiport and perhaps, maybe, possibly, got a slight chance I wont be seeing it till at least 150 days later.

These few days trying to squeeze my clothes and undies and crap stuff into my fucking-big-till-can-use-to-stuff-a-cow quite noticeably big luggage bag.

In the midst of stuffing my crap stuff in, i felt some tears in me.
how i wish i was thinner, so perhaps instead of those L and M size shirts that i am stuffing in, i can stuff in S and M size shirts.

cause its a simple equation, (L and M size shirts) - (S or M size shirts) = Lesser Weights
and therefore, Lesser Weights = Lesser Luggage = Less Force use to carry luggage bag = Less Tiring

Pardon me please *cough cough

must be due to the maths refresher lessons that I have been taking lately.

trying to painstaking dig up my lost memories of maths thats since been long abandoned by me after i started to carry M-16 and chiong-ing the hills. Pointing to an imaginary target and shouting "Fire~!!"

We call it, in medical terms, "Serve the Army & Forgot About Poly"
An extremely common sympton that occur in 10 out of 10 guys.

Just ytd night, i played soccer with my ex-team mates. been very long since i played with them. and while they are still actively playing in competitive soccer all this time, i was fooling around and playing with those 6-yr old kids.
as you can imagined the gap that has occured between us..

now, they are playing like Ronaldo and Wayne Rooney. And there i was in the other corner playing like a retired Fandi Ahmad local soccer player.

`but thank goodness, god is fair. i look more cuter than them`

i need an ang-moh name~

been quite sometime since i update.

anyway, i will be going to Uni. Of Queensland in July for further studies le. really looking forward to the trip. been busy searching for accommodations and taking a so called maths-refresher-course over here in singapore.

i realised how much my maths is forgotten. imagine when i was in poly, maths was my worst subject. so now i basically got hit to rock bottom again.

glad that i found 2 housemates here in singapore before i head over to australia. think life over there will be fun.

and guys, i need some help. need to come up with an english name. cause u can imagine how the ang-mohs will anyhow pronounce my name.

"Zee-Kiang? Zee ur LAN lah. its Ziqiang lah"
"Ziqiang Hong? Ziqiang Hong ur head lah. its Hong ZIqiang"

dont u know we asianz put our family names infront?

so to put an end to all this got-one-dont-have-one problems, i decided the best solution will to be come up with an english name.

Peter? Peter Hong... cock. i rather be called Peter Parker
David? David Hong... even more cock
Schwarzenegger Hong? sounds not bad.. very the my taste

sianz.. i dont have an english name.... how about Zee.Q.?
fuck. sound like 老夫子。。。。

nvm, tink i will stick to Alessandro Nesta for time being..

`Sad Man`

Army Daze

Was browsing thru the phots i took in army. Hmmm, no wonder pple say things may be tough at that moment. but once u get past it and look at the photos, u will find wonderful memories in it. so now this entry will be no talk but all photos. Enjoy~!

Enlisted in 21st August 2003. BMTC Orion~

In bunk with my bunkmates During BMT. That was like em 3rd week in army?

bmtc was like a steeping stone to evrything ahead. got SOC (Standard Obstacle Course) la, bo-tai-bo-ji-carry-heavy-heavy-bag-march-far-far la, IPPT (forgot name wahaha. onli know its to gauge ur fitness), field camp la and all those things which u do liao will be thinking,

Knn, why cant i jus sleep at home.

acting cute with one of my malay mate. he WAS a good guy. (noticed i use Was) wahahahaa

my section mates...

and my BMT platoon mates...

and slowly then on after Bmt, i moved on to SISPEC Bravo

my SISPEC section mates. sispec life sucks. boring n boring.

after 3 months of training in SISPEC, i was posted to be a combat engineer. That was when i realise the nightmare had actually just begun....

i was posted as Bridging Specialist. but i was still a Corporal then. only upon finishin the training den will i promote as 3rd Sergeant.

The place was like a jail....

Evry Morning we woke up at 5am and sleep at 2am.. the whole day was just filled with....

..training...

... and training...

.. and and training..

....and more training

(doesnt he look just shagged)

.. bloody non-stop training.. by the way, this picture time taken was 3am..

and once we have even jus 5 min of rest time.....

we sleep...

... and we sleep...

In Loving Memories Of .....

.. and we slept like nobody's business...

but despite all the tough training, we do have fun moments too...

give a widdddeeee smile for the camera~

Our Couple...

Mr Bean was my platoon mate too..

so too was Mr Hulk. (face censored to protect identity)

Do-It-Yourself G-String

Our Very Own Miss Glamourous~

Ain't he just GORGEOUS~!

WE WANNA SEE SOME PUPPIES~!!

at Lim Chu Kang Camp. After day of training, we are still not asleep at 3am. Gotta briefing for the nx day's events..

Talk too much. LETS TAKE A PHOTO!@

Max Birthday~! Notice his face was clean

Therefore we gave him a little face camouflaging lesson..

Soon I graduated From This Bridging Specialist Training and was officially promoted to ..

3RD SERGEANT~

and i was posted to Bravo, An Operation-Ready Company in June 2004.

over there was a total different new lifestyle. The only good thing which i can name is that i get to go out at nights. Other than that, N-O-N-E~!

But luckily, I get to know 11 other person which i spent the rest of my army life working hand in hand with.

The 12 Almond Specs.. Minus 3. The 3 Buggers went for Studies. Envy of them. they are release from the clutches of the devil.

The rest of the Almond Platoon.

Well, highlight of my life when i was in Bravo was definitely the trip which i went on September 2005 to Thailand for overseas training.

my platoon friends happily waitin to board the plane, not knowing wat they are into..

Neither Do We

Mr Dong trying to sianz some stewardess..

Thailand River~! WELCOME~! SA-WA-TI-KUP~!

did anyone mention how hot thailand was?!

Basically most of teh time all we did was training and training and endless training again~

overnight in Thailand~

And the next morning.. time to do some facial cleaning. I told ya we were well-trained in Army..

Back in camp for some vehicle maintenance. WU~ ain't the view SPUCK-TACULAAR

Foggy Foggy Day~

Be Proud Of Where You Stand

Coconathan Bangla In Disguise~!

Which soldier carries screw drivers and walk around.~!

THE BRIDGING ENGINEER DOES IT~!

The finale came when we were embarking on our Final Mission. Exercise - XXXXXX

We went thru endless briefing and moved off at 10am on that very 1st day

Moving off in the mountains..

One of our holding area. Right infront of a temple. for what?

perhaps to get some blessing?

Bridging Engineers In action

While if ya wana know wats my vocation(particular occupation), i am a Tugboat Commander, this is my baby..

on the last day of the Exercise, our mission was to build a bridge. and the bridge is very special, its very significant. It is the last bridge i am gonna touch in my army career. after this bridge, no more touching of these equipments~!

Building In Progress...

Bridge Done. The Last Bridge..

The 4 Tugboat Commanders. Centre guy is not, he is just a Part time Canafare.. haha

Ladies & Gentlemen, Hail The Almond Platoon

After this bridge, was basically the best day of my life. Its an undescribable feeling. esp the thought when i know i wont ever touch it again...

and at the end of evrything, we had a End-Of-Frame Dinner..

Waiting for dinner. fuck it. i am Hungry~~

and guess what. this dinner fall on 22nd of September. One day before my birthday. Guess they held it for me? haha

after dinner, the whole platoon adjourned and head to the canteen for some beer drinking

oOps, did i mention some?

The 2 Birthday Boy~

We drank like no one business and was surprise to see the rest of the people from my company. and when guys go mabok, they go mad.... and highhhhh

We erupted the canteen with our super high Yam Seng....

and I tell you....

We really erupted it..

the canteen was not only filled with our people, but had people from other units too. we stand onli round 30% of the people. but it was jus erupted with our shouts.. i mean scream...

I was really dead drunk at the end of evrything...

but well, i was really happy... it was fun...

the next few days, we went sight seeing. quite bo liao, or should i say damn bo liao. i jus wished for the day to go back Singapore. i miss the food and certain special someone.

and the day came..

same place when we 1st landed.... but damn. what was the feeling den...

Same plane with a different feeling..

And soon after, it was Welcome to Singapore..

Not long after that, i started to clear leave and officially took my Pink Ic on 20th Dec 2005.

Thinkin back, i was quite glad those days were so tough. if not, i wont have such fond memories as i look back upon them now. i am really glad i met those people along the way.

Hereby Wish All the Best to those People I met...