Hwei Ming

Hey guys… I’ll be going to have a bonding session with my flatmate later, so I thought I’ll put in some updates since I’ve been neglecting this blog for quite a while.

This couple of day, I’ve been to the north and south of the campus, uncountably lot. Each journey gives a good 30 min walk. So, in total, a good portion of my time in Manchester resolves around an activity non other than, WALKING!

What about the bus says you?

Well, a bus ride cost 0.70 till 1 pound. Depending on the bus you are taking.

*do the conversion rate act*

Its a f**king RM4.50 to RM6.50 per f**king journey. To go and come back, its a woo-ping f**king RM9 till RM13. What is this man? I can like eat like two times Economy Rice in KL City Center. Manchester is only the second biggest city and economical power city in England. Stuff here is, undeniably un-edible for cheap ass people of Malaysia like Hwei Ming.

T__T

This is what I ate before I started on this article.

Rice+Egg(mixed with capsicum and mushroom)

I forgot to add salt.. T__T..and eventually, what I did was, pour soy sauce on my tasteless egg. >.<

Smart huh..

*burp*
I’m full, and that is what matters most.

Right??Right???

Someone please say right..cause, the “Right??Right???” is intended for someone who is now sleeping so soundly at home.

Well, that enough about me, but, what about my family?
Today, I want to congratulate my dad, who has manage to move the computer from upper floor of my house to downstairs with all cable correctly connected after that.

Congratulation Dad! I’m so proud of you!! Now, you know, how time consuming is it, when you get all the cable mixed up.

That almost sums up what I have to say.

Here is some picture of my hall of residents.

Welcome to Whitworth Hall of Residence.

Where, the building comes in not different shapes and sizes, but in one shape maybe one sizes too.

TRIANGLE!!

>.<

Oh, its so english.

But I must say, having an angled windows has it’s advantages. I can see the sky with out the need to extend my head out!

The house I’m living in is Thorncliff House.

Its not torny, its not cliffy, hence, I have no idea why is it so corny.

In the house, going to my flat, it felt like an underground tunnel, but, believe me, you are above ground.

Because whats under you is… BANKS!! HSBC, Loyds, Barclay and so on..

Hence, the “Ong-ness” in this. Its a privilege to be able to sleep on money right??

Talking about money, conversion rate here is, honestly, HELL!

I need to get a part time job.

But, somehow, competing with the thousand of sudent working and studying here, I would say, slim chances I would get one. I would really want to be a barista or work in a cafe making coffee. Hence, yes, the habit of drinking coffee and, the coffee courtship rituals. >.<

Oh dear Mae, remember I told you about the trees with leafs as a shirt.

Here you go!!

I told you I wasn’t checking hot girls outside my windows. Don’t want believe me some more la..

>.<

Oh well, that are all outside my room..

Next..wanna see what I see from my room? (Maybe got girl picture included)

Stay Tune!!

You UK-fied Friend,

Hwei Ming