Hwei Ming

Some days, I dream of a place so far away, it leaves me in an awkward position.

I’m gonna.. I’m gonna…

Drag you to my secret place;

and tell you a secret…

To my very first standard size tie,

thou shall be keeping me company for a very very very very long time.

But somehow i feel damn sayang, cause you will be the prime habitat of MRSA and lots of other pathogen.

But heck..

There you go..

Thank you love, thank you Sharrada.

I’m gonna be a doctor with a stripy bluish-blackish, greyish metalish tie.

Thanks for the Hugo..

<3

Its a problem that we all have.

Its a problem that haunts us for as long as we can remember.

Its the good bye problem.

And what do I mean about this good bye problem?

Well, its the lengthy good bye problem. Prevalence among couples.

Take this scene for example.

Ah Beng want to go and sleep but want to show that he cares for his Ah Lian. Ah Lian on the other hand, wants to be the last voice or text or IM  in the conversation.

Ah Beng: Nite Nite Darling.

Ah Lian: XoXo, Wan Aunt.

Ah Beng: Go sleep la..

Ah Lian: you go first la…

Ah Beng: if you dont go I wont go…

Ah Lian: no no.. you put down first than I put down la..

Ah Beng: I guy wor.. I get the last say..

Ah Lian: I’m your Ah Lian, how can you say such things?

Ah Beng: ah yo.. sayang.. bye bye.. no need reply..

Ah Lian: You bye bye and no need reply..

Ah Beng: sayang.. i love lu manyak manyak, but you put down the phone and dont say anything..

Ah Lian: dont waaaaaaant…. You hang up…

Ah Beng: no.. you hang up..

Ah Lian: no.. you hang up.. hang up.. hang up..

I was going to continue the dialog, but if i do, either Ah Beng or Ah Lian will have the sufficient funds to do so. In my life, I have heard of a friend, have this problem until they completely ran out of credits or some call it, Airtime.

But no worries.

Learn from the big sister. To end a conversation, type END OF TRANSMISSION.

This way, one will get its last say and also hang up at the same time.

Hemp.. Someone should patent those phrases.

Hmph….

Mondays..

Like two separate entities, sometimes, its never meant to be together.

Being what we are, humans, we challenge the odds, but sometimes, its been there and it shall always be there for a reason, and its a good reason.

You can never mix a spot with a stripe.

Even if you could, you’ll end up with something unpleasant.

Like a mule. Usually Sterile.

For whatever it may be, may be.

Maybe people are just too different.

Me cut me hair today, for the sack of looking better in weeks to come.

Contrary to popular belief, that is not the way chickens are mass produced.

12-14 and expected rain the entire day.

Hemp…

What is the weather like down south?

Train stations are as bad as airports when it comes to good byes.