A Bit of Home in a Place Which Family Comes From But Not Really Home

I just moved out the sliver fern which I lived for a year. And now I moved to Coales Hall. Since I can’t fly a cross the ocean to be back in rather Hong Kong, Australia or New Zealand.  But my heart is already there to be with the lands that I love. For making, more feel like home over those boring and cold exams over this summer.

I hanged my Southern Cross out of the window as well as in the bookshelf making me more close to Australia. And considering as well as going to hanging a picture of the Queen like public places back in Hong Kong to make me feeling close. May be you will think I’m mad while you reading this. But that’s surely showing everyone how much missing home that I’m. I’m deeply sick and no medicine could fix me since both places most influence me are more than 10000 miles away from my heart now.

Most funny things were in nationality and family link I’m more English may be I should start to call here home. And starting to get drunk in soccer match sorry you know what I mean football and beating each other up after. But hope ever I’m a colonial boy born and rise in civilized colonies in old British Asia Pacific. I grow up and used to the burning sun and flooding rain as well as the well pipes and drums back in where I belong. Life is so different for those of my new friends in here even they has a nicer heart than people back homes. But they are much poorer and no way they could immerge what I been lived at in a middle class family with a small flat but with maids at home given by my school and lived in 2 of most expensive cities on earth.  But hope every my new English friend do making me realize a things those things I had before I moved here are not necessary.  They are the result of awarding to those hard working Hongkonger and Australians. And it makes me feeling bad to being lazy half of the time.  But how every how much I enjoyed the life since moved here my heart has already home.

Retreating From Silver Fern

It had been a very long time doesn’t write and update anything in my homepage. I never thought about when I’m going to writing in here once again is the time I’m retreating from that place that I lived in for a year. I hate it from the start but a bit sad when I’m getting everything packed and ready to move tomorrow morning.

Never less sad and hate are not easy to be building up by just a single fact.  I have more to worry about transferring to research course, passed all those exams I expected to fail and failed those I expected to pass and some other (If you are my close enough friends you already know don’t have to guess). Life is so up and down in this year of my life once now come to the end. But one thing so not sure that was a good change or bad change for me is starting to caring people around me. Which I never did before you will know that if you know me long enough. I sent my friends taxi home or walk them home and sent them text to see are they ok. What is right or wrong? I don’t know living around small and poor town England making me change not just the way I live but also personality. That was so different from what I bought up back in land of gangers Melbourne and Hong Kong taught me never trust anyone and friends have 2 types friends with benefit and hang out buddies.

Is the big city way was right or small town English way was right?

I sure those answer will be soon enough to come out by itself.

Back in the Sky

After a while, I finally transferred to a new fly school from a local fly school to a national level one. (Sorry guys in team of national I’m not talking about Australia or Hong Kong this time I mean the UK) And finishing off some of the exams and flying to transferring my licence. I’ am trying to get as much flying hours done as I can over this Easter and the coming Semester C also trying to get all exams out of the way on Semester C. It sounds like going to be a busy time but it’s not as much work to do as the university one.  But it sounds like a break for me to escape away from intensive university.

Master same to be hard if I know that I will chose to do a research course or an engineering management course earlier. I wish I’m going to passing all my resit. If not just got 1 to 2 modules to do next year or they let me to transfer to research before joining the RAF.

By the way don’t be emotional; I should back to talk about flying in here. The new fly school same to be great got newer plane, nicer out look fly checklist and I even got a new onboard GPS. Anyway I should back in work now.

A Typical Day in My Working Vocation

Well another day of my vocation start plenty of works in hand to do, plenty of things to think of and plenty of things that I’m missing. I just woke up after my tea and starting other day of late night work. I sure continually confidence is needed to over come all those differently that happened and happening this year and coming next never less.

I sure I can get an A once again in my master year project hopefully. Well I forgot I’ am an half Hong Konger always doing stuff business minded and I also forget I rise by the Australian so I should never give up in anything.  

I still remember 5 to 6 years ago when I leaving school what do Mr R. Campbell and Mrs S. Walker from school asked me before they crying to say goodbye to me to leave the Pacific that I love and fly across the Indian Ocean to come to the UK like rest of the colonial boy to back to where their grandparents to come to the UK so I did. And new friends here sure would understand what they asked me but the question was ‘‘Chicken Soup or Chicken Soup’’ and ‘‘You Always Want to be a Solider, Solider Have Life One and Dead One Use Your Head Chose the Right One’’. I think if they ask me again now even every I’m calling home I will get them the same answer back ‘‘It dependence who bring the soup to me’’ and ‘‘I will chose to be the dead one if I have my chance to die for my Queen and Country’’. I hope even years gone by they will still pride on me answer them like the way that a colonial boy should be.  They are coming to England to see me over the summer and I’m so looking forward to see my old friends and teachers once again in all these summer beautiful days.   

Easter Blue

Once again Easter time comes, like all my Easter in past 23 years busy and bored as hell. But I would specially use confusing this Easter. Confusing on what? I’m not going to say it in public place like that but I would say person, place, identity and time. Never less, my mates always think I’m happy but I’m always on blue.

But anyway I just transferred flight school so I’m going back to flying once again!!! How wonderful is that even I’m a bit under the cloud now with load of unsure in life! I also have a few job offers from different engineering drawing forum.  And thought my first stage interview with the RAF so hope I got in to finish my dream since I was a little colonial boy to serve the Queen and country! I never prey to the god for anything in heart even I’m not religious.

I’ am looking forward on rather I passing my re-sit than join the RAF College or even I fail join the year after. I just can’t wait.