Hwei Ming

WARNING: Explicit Manchester Content. Do not scroll down if you are a die hard Manchester Fan.

Because I am generally not a football fan, I don’t know what is what, who is who, and I really don’t understand why would anyone want to chase a ball when they already have two.

Just enjoy the pictures k.. The added content are strictly for tickling your my funny bone..

Glory…Glory.. Man United…

WHATEVER!!

>.<

Anyway, on one of the Sunday, so long ago, I can’t possibly remember, I went to Old Trafford… T__T

WTF… Hwei Ming in Old Trafford?? yes…

Knowing me, Kaki Bola Bangku yang sudah patah, remuk and hancur…. Old Trafford is the last place one would find me. But come to think of it, Old Trafford is such an icon in Manchester, that, if you haven’t been there, you have not been to Manchester.. See, what I make up to make myself go… T__T

Okie la… so I snap like a thousand pictures, not because I like the stadium ok… It has been a long time since I last fondled played with my camera..

Okie la..so play time with camera starts from morning till night…

I took picture of statues that I cant even be bother who they are..

Took pictures of the field, but I have no idea whats that line for…

But I must say, the stadium is… HUGE….

My 16mm wide angle can’t even cover the entire stadium from where I’m standing…

There were so many seats, I was…. seat sick…

Half way in trafford, I found myself in Munich… Though, there were no McLaren factory found, but only this clock…

I went into the players room… To smell the football players sweat scent… To feels what is it like to be a football player…

Apparently, they hook their jersey there… OMG… Million dollar touch… T__T Eww….

Believe it or not.. I stood exactly where footballer stood… OMG….

I think, some of that David Beckham luck just rub on me…

Don’t bother looking.. I’m not in it..

Okie la..the best part about this blog entry…

I went there with my two Whitworth Park Friends that We got no idea how we met…

We I call ourselves, the jobless malaysian living in whitworth park.

One can’t sing, speak and read,

One can’t be seen with *ahem*,

and, One don’t give a shit about anything but himself.

oh…did i tell you my sister came too?

oh well..thats all for the old traffod post…

To do list… Before leave Manchester, must watch a game there… >.<

Mending, Bending, Cutting, Stitching, Knitting, Folding, Threading, Sewing, and Weaving,

And so I said, “Oh dear, you did something wrong? Well, come here, let me give you a hug.”

A hug. Simple but not too invasive, some say, it can be just right. But, others, just not enough.

My dear, don’t pout for I am here, I am here to make all your darkness, bright.
Your knight in shining armor, your nexus to happiness and your darling at heart.

Tell me dear, tell me everything. Everything about you, the way you sit, the way you walk and even the way you twitch your eye. Tell me everything.

Hmph…Wait a minute, I have no idea what am I talking about.

Hehe…

Come, let me sew that wounded heart of yours..

My funniest conversation of the day.

I was talking to Mae about what I should have for dinner

She first suggested for me to have salmon

I said there wasn’t any fish

She then suggested chicken

I said there wasn’t any chicken

and then cow

and I said there wasn’t any beef

She then suggested duck

and I said there wasnt any duck

Then ultimately, she suggested..

an elephant. -_-

Elephant goreng anyone?

Falling in love is like getting ready to jump into an icy cold water, and when the moment comes, when you pop the question, or reveal your answer, it is when you take the plunge into the icy cold water.

What happens next, depends not entirely to you. Whether you eventually stay in the icy cold water and get use to it, or you get out drenched, and before you could reach your towel, a blistering cold winds chooses to blow upon you. What luck. If only you could choose to stay submerged.

Well, whats the old dear.

Today, I shall write a new chapter. A new page. A new book, with a new pen.

Falling in love. It is when you stand still, in the middle of everybody else. With the wind blowing so cold, your hands starts to shiver, and you can’t put your hands in your pocket, because you are carrying your camera, with a zoom lens attached to it. What are you capturing?

Love.

Out of everything else in this world thats moving, people walking across your view, leaves flying around. The bitterness cold, shaking the camera.

You hold your breath.

You stand still.

All set.

At that slight moment you see that twitch in Love, you exhale with all calmness, and snap.

You look down at your camera screen, with a few things in mind.

One, you’ve captured somebodies bald head.

Two, you see Love talking to another person.

Three, you took the picture too soon.

Four, you took the picture too slow.

Five, yours hands were shivering.

Six, you ran out of memory space.

And Seven, Love was staring right at you, with a smile you cannot forget, with her hair in the direction of the wind, with leafs vigoriously swirls in the background, and it was genuinely for your.

And that my Dear,

its Capturing the Moment.

After all that, only one thing was clear.

I thank God, for all the silly position I got myself into, just to capture the moment.

Let it be with my two feet up, and the whole world watching.

I shall always remember that smile, that every single moment, from dawn till dust.

For Dear, you have defy against all odds, you have stolen my heart.

You my Dear, is, my Mona Lisa.

The most beautiful thing to have ever came across my path. And, I’m glad be apart of such infinite beauty.

I owe it all to you.

With the world as my witness,

Hwei Ming

Its a Sunday morning here in Manchester… Things are pretty much, quiet. People leaving for the weekend with their friends and family. Sunday morning hang over since Saturday night fever.

Well, it seems, this week and the next, it’ll be just you and me…

So come, let me tell you something…

Since yea, its not a usual Sunday Morning for me, not even the usual Saturday to begin with, I’ve spend all my time with the only living thing in my room. No taller then the biggest textbook I have in my room. No wider then my MacBook.

My weekend, I spend it all, almost 90% of it, studying and doing work.

Fact of the day, I’ve been sitting on my desk for 12 hours, this is hour number 13.

Mum gave me a Skype call, and soon after, she ask me to go back to sleep.

Mum, don’t worry about me. If I were to do my Ph.D (Doctor of Philosophy) I will most certainly get my PHD (Physical Head Damage) too.

It’s not self inflicted, I can assure you that. It’ll definitely because, most of the Ang Mos are not reliable.

Ang Mo Problem: Wrong Data, Dilution Wrong, Innoculation Wrong, Collect Data ALSO Wrong. The ultimate, petri dish missing!

I truly wonder where did that E. coli filled petri dish when. My advise is, for 5 months, please do not eat or drink in Stopford Building! Any symptoms of a Urinary Tract Injection, please go to the doctor. To know symtoms *CLICK*. If you go to the doctor and found out it was STD, thank god then, that was self inflicted and not some stupid chef pangsai never wash hand. >.<

Talking about wrongness,

Darling gave me the best advise in the world when she discovered SOMEONE in my chatterbox in my old blog.

“Please…carry a condom…seriously baby”

What luck, I have a condom with me. Free gift from mother’s union. >.<

Talking about sausage fitting rubber,

I’ve successfully replicated Taiwan Sausage from Asia Cafe at Subang Jaya!

I can start my mouth watering, eye tearing, water seeking business already!!

History*Click*

Okie lah.. break too long already..

Back to work!

Song of the Moment:

Its autumn here in Manchester, my love.

Trees are turning yellow like they use to. Days are getting colder like the weather man says.

Days are getting shorter, sun light getting dimmer. Clouds everywhere, whenever…

Leaf are falling down, tress bare naked to be harass by the cold.

But, we still have to “tutup aurat” for Qurban in Autumn… >.<

THIS is MY Selamat Hari Raya Post!

I know its a little late, but nothing is too late in my case.

Hari Raya comes and go as it please, but I know, this ketupat that I’m going to eat, will stay in me, well, at least till I shit it all out, the following day.

Nenek kebayan cutting the Ketupat, reminds me of Nenek Kebayan I use to tell my friends in Genting. Freaky.

So many Malaysian in Manchester, just like never leave home.

Jalur Gemilang was everywhere, but some Malaysian here don’t even know how to sing out national anthem.

Nasi Minyak was definitely there, to say “good bye arteries!!”

Before food was served, as usual, Malaysian and free food results in Major Crowd.

I really respect the chef for the lamb when BAD soon after, and almost everyone got stomach ache.

Funny, I only felt a slide pain in my stomach.

And thats, HARI RAYA FOR ME, 6600miles away in Manchester.

With all the kambing and lembu in the world,

Selamat Hari Raya Aidifitri! ( I hope i got it right)

1, one, yi, ye neh, satu, yat and whatever.

1,
Binary is also 1
Octal is also 1
Duodecimal is also 1
Hexadecimal is also 1.

1,
A unit length,
A state of singularity,
Single,
Stand Alone,
Isolated,
Unique,
On its own,
Different.

1,
is definitely quiet,
is definitely peaceful,
is definitely lonely.

It has already been a month, and I didn’t even realize it until today, when I looked out the window, the moon was right where is was on the first day I got here.

17th of September, was the day, I left almost everything behind to embark on this journey, to find what man can not touch, and can not steal.

I’ve left to travel to the Garden of Lyceum, to learn philosophy,
I’ve left to travel to the Garden of Gethsemane, to learn about believing,
I’ve left to travel to the Garden of Eden, to find love.

17th of October, today, I’ve realize, I’ve left the most important thing behind.

No Lyceum, No Gethsemane, No Eden, can enlighten me to know whether can I ever turn back time, to the time when I was such a fool.

If there was one reason why would I spend my entire life time, creating a time machine, it would certainly be, to turn back time so I could spend more time with you.

However, I really took up the wrong course to ever be able to build one. So I guess I’ll just have to look forward, and ever tell myself, I’ll see you soon.

One month I’ve been here, one unforgetable month.

One month down, more to come, I’m pretty sure…

One month…one month….one month,

This simple one month phrase holds alot of meaning..

<3

Hwei Ming

A friend of mine wanted pictures of the opposite for her work on fabric design.

*did you know that there is a science degree here?

OMG! I’m so in the wrong course.

Well, we took both our cameras out, and started taking pictures.

The Cup, inspired by Hwei Ming.

While he was eating his sambal udang and fried luncheon meat.

The Broom and the Mop, inspired by Hwei Ming,

Because the common room is in need for some serious cleaning.

The Colour Pencil, inspired by Hwei Ming,

Because he was jealous with the amount of color pencils his friend owns. T__T

The Organic Metal, inspired by Hwei Ming.

While he was looking out the window,the wind was blowing and the can was rolling on the road.

The Road Taken, inspired by Hwei Ming.

It goes with the saying, “that is the road I choose, I’m walking it!!”

The Ying and Yang, inspired by, Ying Yang Twins.

No idea what it means la..just randomly take..haha…

Oh well…that all for now folks!!

From endless moments, till far away dreams;

This blue jeans, white shirt boy,

with his 3 strips white shoe,

Wishes his goddess,

with all the love in the world,

not sparing a single moment for break,

for, I am yours truly.

Now, go get some quality rest for, I, your worshipper, awaits your reincarnation!

“Don’t ever forget about the scandals that we had”

Petaling Jaya, October 2008- All hell broke lose when yesterday, when report from a very very reliable source indicates that, Pi, one of the most cutest dog, a famous dog-napper has ever seen, was going to dog-nap it during the weekend.

No association between Pi and the Dog-Napper were found, however, sources indicates that, one of Pi’s owner’s friend was the Mastermind behind this heist. Currently, law enforcement were despatch all around the area waiting for the dog napper to strike. The suspect was found to have fled the country weeks before the entire plan was made.

Pi’s life is in danger! People, if you have any information regarding this act of violents, please call, 1-800-Iwant-to-help-save-piby-buying-mae-a-flight-ticket-to-man-ches-ter.

Pi’s life depend on it…

Do the RIGHT thing!!

p/s… To Sheng Mae and Sheng Li, don’t worry about it k.. I’ll hunt down whoever that wants to steal Pi away from you.

p/s/s… Don’t kwel me!!!!