All My Bags Are Packed~ I am Ready to Go~

5 months ago, I packed my bag. I packed all my stuffs with a heavy heart cause I was leaving for a good cause then; further studies.

Finally after months of waiting and hoping, I am once again packing my bag; for holidays back home. I cant wait to go back Singapore. I cant wait to indulge in all the delicious food back home and live like a King.

This may sound exaggerating a bit, but I do fucking badly miss home though its just like 5 months only. Maybe its because I am a very homely boy. Life in Australia wont be that bad if I wasnt here for studies. Perhaps I would get to enjoy life over here better.

Well at least hopefully next semester I would appreciate it more.

But I heard a rather unpleasant news earlier in the afternoon. It seems that taxi fares in Singapore has increased a bit fucking a lot. This is really discomforting for me to hear cause cabs here in Australia is really expensive. And I was really looking forward to the cheaper rides back home.

So the news this afternoon didnt really justify my months of waiting. I understand that everytime the government decides to increase certain public transport fees, it's due to either improved services or more frequent intervals of trains and buses.

But this time, I certainly do not understand the logic on increasing the taxi fares. Can someone please enlighten me on this issue? I havent had time to read the online Straits time cause I was busy watching dvds revising for next semester ever since my exams.

Is it cause we are upgrading our taxis from Toyota Corollas to limousines? Or do they now serve free meals in taxis like air planes do? Or perhaps they are installing Xbox or PS3 in taxis?

Enlighten me please. I am still in a state of traumatisation.

In Process Of Going Back To Motherland

Extremely busy these few days. Busy packing up all my stuffs before I head back to Singapore. Damn, how i wish going back can be easier. But it appears not as easy due to the fact that I wont be staying at my current place next semester.

And because of this fact, it means that there are plenty of things for me to settle. I need to put on a garage sale to sell my stuffs, empty all my things in my room to bring over to the Dwarfs' Hut, cancel my internet, cancel my electricity bills, return house keys, arrange for house inspection, arrange for cleaning of carpets and house interiors.

Wa laoz, faint~ To worsen things, it seems like I am the only one who is realising time is not enough. So I got to take intiative over everything. This sucks. My housemates seems kinda relax bout it.

Ok, enough grumbling, time to continue packing my things from where I stop.....

Random

Its been a few days since I last update my blog. Guess its about time I clear away some of the dusts or not I guess it will rot before I go back Singapore.

Currently at the balcony of the Dwarfs Hut smoking away while typing away my blog. Today I went to the city and bought a cap. Buying a cap is always a easy case; for people with small heads.

But as friends who knows me know the fact that Yours Sincerely is blessed with a rather humongous slightly bigger head than normal Earthlings, so choosing a cap that suit me wasnt really an easy case.

I tried almost every brand, every design of the cap on the shelf before I finally settled one that was catered for people with big heads like me. How friendly Australians are I think, they actually have caps that fit my head.

The reason I needed a cap was cause my hair is now getting long & flowy. It will be rather irritating to apply gel everytime I go out, quite a hassle. Imagine I just wana go out for a coffee session or what and I gotta apply gel each time. I wouldnt wanna scare the old folks in my area.

Ok, time to have a relax smoke and chatting session with the Dwarfs. They are out to disturb me.

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But I dont feel happy at all.

My Name

My name is Hong Ziqiang, 洪子强。孩子的子，强壮的强。

Frankly speaking, I am proud of my name. I used to hate my name cause it doesn't have a ring to it. But over the years, as I grew older, I make it a point to like what my parents have named me.

Thats why till now, I didn't adopt any ang moh name.

Well not as if I didnt try adopting one before. But I just prefer my chinese name in the end. It just sounds weird hearing people calling me other than my chinese name. Think its an infactuation I grew to have over my name.

That's why whenever people ask me my chinese name, I will say proudly my name is 洪子强。孩子的子，强壮的强。

Know why I emphasize on saying each individual characters of my name?

Cause 9 out of 10 people on hearing my name for the first time will still call me Zhiqiang (志强).
I absolutely hate that. I dont know why. But I prefer insist people call me by the right pronounciation.

However not adopting any ang moh names do have its con too. For example, over my past 23 years, not one single non-chinese person has ever, AND I mean ever pronounce my name correctly.

My malay friends call me Jiqiang. What the fuck? I am not Chicken Strong.

Ang moh people call my name Zee Kueng. Even worse. I am not some ang ku kway.

Everytime they call me wrongly, deep inside my heart I will always be cursing "Ji your l*nji*o lah".

So in the end, I ask them to call me Hong. Easy and idiot proof. At least its one name which they have almost no problem pronounciating.

I just hate it when people mispronounced my name. Thats the bond and pride I have over my name.

我的名字是洪子强。孩子的子，强壮的强。

Alternatively, you can call me 强爷 :)

The Happiest Person In Army

Yet again, while I was trying my best to revise hard hard, score high high for my exams which is next week, I yet again have the sudden urge to blog; I have a sudden topic I want to say. Tsk..

For the past 16 years of schooling, I always have a problem concentrating on revising for my exams. Perhaps, maybe, possibly got a slight chance that explains of my low grades for the past 16 years.

Ok I am off track again. Back to my main topic.

Everyone or should I say almost no one likes the thought of going army. I mean you may not really dislike the idea of getting enlisted into army. But I am certain no single sound-minded person will be happy to say "Hurray, I am getting enlisted tomorrow! Free meals, free workouts, free lodgings, free teaching of how to tidy your room clean clean dust free"

Well, I do hope no one thinks like this.

But does anyone know or have the slightest clue which type of person will be the happiest in army?

The one who gets to be a clerk?

The one who gets to work from 8 to 5?

The one who gets the good allowance and is require to do the minimum amount of work?

The one who gets to chao keng throughout their NS liability?

Well if your answers are any of the above, I can just say you are somewhere there, but nowhere near.

I, Yours Sincerely, have come up with the perfect theory on Whose The Most Happiest Person In Army.

I believe whole heartedly, that gays are the most happiest.

Imagine everynight when you shower, you get to see one whole bunch of guys naked, and showering. How great can that be??

Example I like women. No I dont mean example, I mean as in actual fact I like girls. And everynight I get to see one whole bunch of girls naked, and showering with me. Wuuuuuu!!

How nice will that be? It is absolutely heaven!

I get to shower with one whole bunch of girls, and when we are changing into our clothes in the bunk, we just change straight away without the need of excusing ourselves to the toilet.

Watching girls change infront of me! Thats an enjoyment!!

So just tell me. Who can be more happier than gays in army?