always shake it first

wah, 34 posts already?! i don't even remember what i wrote about. er. anyway.
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*warning: long grandmother story ahead. but, there are pictures! :)*

so today i was hungry cos dinner was small, so i decided to go get myself some supper from sect 14 on the way home.

something meaty and something milky was the thought.

so, ramly burger from outside 7-11 and chocolate milk from inside 7-11. yay!

i got home to find dad had just made supper. "supper", he said. more like a full meal.

but anyway.

so i got glass to put me milk in.

and being the good obedient girl, i followed the directions on the milk carton.

shake shake shake.

and opened it, to pour out .. a chocolate milk shake. seriously. the constituency was bleearrghhh. i was like, EW, what the! it was like, lumpy and thick. and snotty. haha.

great. so i go allll the way back there to return it, or burn my rm3.20. the problem was, i didn't have any evidence.
(Putting my new knowledge of evidence into practice)
I had no receipt, so i can't prove that i had bought it at that 7-11 store at that particular time. So, documentary evidence, Ileh.

And the expiry date wasn't up yet either. So no proof of purchase.
But, there was the price tag? And i could bring the whole carton in .. but i doubt it would last by trial time, so real evidence, Ileh again.

BUT i could subpoena the cashier to testify as a witness that i bought it. Testimony, check.
And also the Ramly Burger guy cos i was holding the packet when i collected my burger. Circumstantial evidence, check.

Um, anyway. Thinking i should stand up for my consumer rights and all i decided to go allll the way back there - i even brought the cup with me just in case they didn't believe me.

and the weirdest thing was, when i stepped into the store and was like,
"Kak, tadi saya baru beli ni.. "

"Pergi tukar la"

"Hah? Tapi .."

"Tak pe, pergi tukar je"

"... tapi ..."

"Ambil yang baru punye, yang belakang skit"

but all the cartons look exactly the same and have the same expiry date ..
"Oh. Er ok" *smiles awkwardly

It was almost as if she knew that the milk that I bought was bad.
She didn't even look at the evidence! So much for being prepared.
(Good thing I left the cup in the car haha. Oh and btw, don't try driving with a cup of thick milk and an opened carton of thick milk. It could get messy. haha)

So to cut the long story short, I got the new carton (shook it first, then opened it in the store just in case) and here are the documentary evidence (oh wait, so i do have some la i guess) of the difference of good milk and bad milk.

spot the good from the bad

ok fine, here's a hint

the cup on the right

the cup on the left

so yeah. always shake it first before you get it. because when i shook mine, it was weird.

:)

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on another note, i cooked myself (yeah man, all by my little self) a well-balanced home-cooked meal for the first time.
First time, being the 'well-balanced' part, not that I cooked something for the first time.

Ruski instant noodles, Tom Yam flavour - Carbs
Microwaved Hard-Boiled Egg - Protein
Stir-fried Green Veggies - Er Veggies. Oh. Vitamins and Fibre, i meant
Ribena - Er. Sugar

So yeah. You should totally try the Ruski Tom Yam, it's Yam-my! HAHAHA

Oh, and here's how you make the Microwaved Hard-Boiled Egg:

Step 1: Crack open the egg into any receptacle, the shallower the better (so the egg cooks evenly)
Step 2: Poke the egg yolk with a fork. This is to reduce exploding egg getting splattered around your microwave
Step 3: Cover the receptacle with a heavy er cover. Like, a heavy plate or something. Reason is as above (Step 2)
Step 4: Put covered receptacle in the microwave and microwaved it on High heat for 1 minute. Ignore exploding sounds.
Step 5: Check if egg is cooked to your desired consistency. If it is not yet fully hard-boiled (this happens when you have a deeper receptacle, ie only the outsides are cooked but the inside isn't), heat it up again for 1/2 a minute.
Step 6: Remove from microwave, add salt to taste (or you can add salt at Step 2, for a more evenly salted hard-boiled egg)

Tip: Always soak your receptacle and cover after eating. This is the only con for microwaved hard-boiled eggs - the washing up ;)

the Microwaved Hard-Boiled Egg.

sorry i didn't rotate the pic before i put it up. haha

ok i'm going to bed. have fun exploding some eggs! :)

a day out in kl

because i can be quite wordy, i'll limit my day trip to three word sentences. hopefully. haha. because i didnt have a camera handy i had to snatch pics from other places. haha. oh well.

we begin.


popo's pension application.
i'm the guarantor.
headed to JPA.

on the way.

public toilet makeover?
outside maju junction.didn't step in. for obvious reasons.
BUT.
special handicapped stall!
*claps*
sudah maju man.
geddit? geddit? hahaha

maju junction mall.*pic credit to Shaik's KL

i quite like.
not popular? :S
nichii & FOS HUGE.
no time shop :(


lunch.
restoran kin kin.
*pic credit to Boredworkers.com
funny wall writings.
anyway.
famous pan mee.
chilli pan mee.
*pics credit to Boredworker.com

too greedy.
big scoop chilli.
cannot tahan.
mouth on fire.
tummy on fire.
gah.
some more right.
rm5.30 per bowl?!
(read more here)


Plaza GM.
wholesale place.
lots of rubbish. cheap stuff ma.
but look carefully. got treasures one :)
trinkets, toys, souvenirs. meh.
BAGS, EARRINGS, ACCESSORIES :D
also.
cool car lift. check it out ;)


dinner at imbi.
soo kee's.
opposite had this:
open another? soo kee's friend. soo kee's enemy? HAHA.
fine not funny. but it was.

*pics credit to FeedMeLah!.com

beef hor fun. ok ok la.

AWESOME pork satay.
must try.
*pic credit to www.taufulou.com
also.
pork intestine satay?
blerrgh. didn't try.
but apparently, good.
hmmm.
you decide :P

finally.

got home.
stomachache.
lousy pan mee -_-



three word blog.
major fail.
haha!

Say NO to plastic bags

obviously, you should figure what this post is about.

projectdailymillion is trying to get a million malaysians to sign the pledge that they'll

• Reduce or stop altogether using plastic bags.
• Just say NO THANKS when I am offered a bag.
• Tell the shopkeeper every single time NOT to give plastic bags unless asked.
• Bring my own cloth bag everywhere.
• Reuse or recycle, not to let plastic bags end up in a landfill.
• Start my own advocate and convince others to take this pledge.

sign the pledge NOW!
(I ticked them all, you should too! *hyper* :D)


to everybody whom i've been bugging .. now you can promise it properly! and think of me and my nice affectionate slaps everytime you're offered a plastic bag and just smile sweetly and say "No thanks I have a friend who smacks/scolds/nags/preaches to people who take plastic bags!"


See, easy as a pie
(Why do people even say that, a pie is so not easy to make)


so go sign that pledge already.

Talentime: A Review

my first review, YAY!

as if anyone cares.

but to people reading this, go watch talentime. if it's still screening. (but don't go to TGV KLCC, their student rate is RM9?! and their wednesday cheap-movie rate is RM8! what. rubbish. rip-offs. bleh.)


i wouldn't say it's awesome, because that might raise hopes/expectations unnecessarily which might be let down (as what happened to me with Sell Out! -_-).


so go expecting the usual yasmin ahmad fare - the old school feel of old school Ipoh - the movie being slow-moving but needing to be such for us to really "feel" it. it sucks that she's gone though :(


and oh, the soundtrack is awesome btw. it's out for sale (yay!) as the Talentime OST but for RM27.oo (ceh!)


so anyway in the movie, when Hafiz started singing in his first appearance on screen (i think), we were like, whoaaa not bad ah! but then after he started talking we were like, ok can't be really him.


same goes for Pamela Chong's Melur, whose "Angel" was freaking awesome, but the voice didn't match the face (or the conversational-voice) la :P


Ms Sukania was also awesome as Mahesh's mom. apparently the tamil conversation was hilarious, but it was lost on me. and the subtitles come out too fast.


and Mahesh .. hmmm. HOT STUFF. we get to see his half-naked, ripped body TWICE! hahahahah. wish we could've heard him speak tho. it was all soulful/mournful expressions. Becca said maybe his voice sucks so they cast him as deaf/mute (no wait, conversationally- and hearing- challenged would be the politically correct terms to use) haha.


and i wish we could've seen a little more screen time of Kahoe.


there were some LOL moments, and a super krik-krik moment involving a park and some random babies-in-nappies playing. seriously. KRIK KRIK. i would post a picture of it, but it might spoil it for you guys. hahahaha


half of the laughter came from some hilarious co-patrons in the row behind us, who were super responsive to the movie's quirks, for eg.

Hafiz to doctor (regarding his ailing mom) (in the film): Isn't she getting any better?

Rude doctor (in the film): Of course not! (or something like that)

Enthusiastic Talentime-watcher: EH BODOH!

Me: *snigger*

and

Teacher (in the film): Hafiz, your ups next

Backbencher (in the cinema): UPS?!?

Me and the rest of the cinema: HAHAHHAHAHA

(the adding of -s or -st at the end of random words seems to be a weird speech defect for some malaysians. it's like, "oh that's my house-st" or something like that.)


and er yeah, that's it. the ending was .. tear-worthy, but like her other films, in Becca's words - "there's no real ending!"




i think i wasn't born to be a reviewer. hahaha

the chicken sits!

after 3 failed attempts to log in, one resetting of my password (yeah it's been awhile so i forgot it), another 3 failed attempts to write a new post, a predicted pictures-failed-to-upload-because-the-connection-was-reset-while-sdlakjelkrmfaelasdj and retarded formatting it's a wonder why i'm even bothering to write this.

ok goodbye.




no wait since i went to all that trouble i might as well finish this. right?




anyway, i've been busy helping my dad at the MMU convocation bazaar over the weekend fri-mon. and wow, have there been alot of discoveries.

firstly, the chicken sits!


i never knew.

(my dad is selling them btw, they come in three sizes...

... and squawk like .. chickens. one emcee said it sounded like "ayam kena sembelih" and the other, "seramnyaa, takut nak tidur nanti". k fine, maybe he didnt say the last bit but he did say it was seram. and everybody looooves to squeeze them 'till they find out the price: RM6.50, RM14.00 and RM22.00 for the S/M/L chickens respectively. what to do, the cost price is expensive so have to recover our money right. seriously, we hardly get any profit from them. but waitaminute this post has nothing to do with the cost so i'll stop squawking nonsense)


that's rubbish. how can a chicken squawk be seram.


anyway. what was i saying? oh yeah, the chicken shits! *edit: haha what a typo! nah, it don't shit, it just sits. hehe

i always wondered the necessity of the butt thing. the emperor's nose, they call it. for some reason.

and yeah people have laughs/scares after obliging the "squeeze me!" sign on the chickens when they came past the store.

there was a little kid who was so delighted+amazed at the seram squawk (SS from hereafter) that she kissed it! ahaha. so cute.


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i don't really know why i'm writing about the chickens. maybe it's because they're stuck in my mind after being very seriously and politely informed that "excuse me, your chicken has fallen down" by a rather obliging fellow who had been standingbyourshoppretendingnottobeinterestedinthechickensbutwasgigglingeverytimesomeonesqueezed them.

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i've forgotten the brainy witty things that i wanted to write about because it took so freaking long to get to this writing stage.


i will end with the following pic: remind you of anyone's blog title? harhar :)

dreaming the dream

i'm not telling you to achieve your dreams.

i'm telling you to at least dream the dream by trying.

-Maestro Kang, Beethoven Virus

hmm. make sense? or lost in translation?

where one vote makes a difference

Everybody says that when you're just one person doing something (ie, my one-man anti-plastic/polystyrene/disposables campaign), it doesn't make a difference. But here's an anecdote on how one vote really can make a difference.


On Wednesday, the 25th, we went to Duck King at Jaya One for Lin's birthday. I'd been there previously before and eaten the Prawn Cheong Fen. (YUMMY! Eat this when you get there! Though it's a whopping RM9.80 for a dish, you get at least one big prawn per section of Cheong Fen. But I digress)


So noone could decide if we wanted Peking Duck or normal Roasted Duck (which of course, Duck King is famous for). So we went round the table voting.

King (no, not the Duck King obviously. my brother, King. HAHAHHA): Anything la

Me: Roasted duck! (I mean, who wants to eat duck skin. ewwwww)

Dad: Anything la

Lin: Anything la

Popo: (Couldn't hear us so by default she didn't participate in the vote)

So it tallied up to: One vote for Roasted Duck, No votes for Peking Duck.


YAY, I WIN! VICTORYYYYY ^.^Y


So we had half roasted duck, half er non-roasted duck.


And after we were done, we saw a waiter walking past us with Peking duck to serve to the next table.

And my dad was like, Eh, how come we didn't order Peking duck?

And I answered, Because I won by my single vote cos noone else could take a stand.


SOOOO the moral of the story is, ONE VOTE MAKES A DIFFERENCE. which is why we should all go register as voters because the rate our political situation is going, you never know when our country would need your vote (which i think should be made compulsory like in Australia, but then, that's me).

It's really a simple process - just go to a post office and tell them you wanna register as a voter. They'll check your details and give you a form to sign and voila! You're registered!

the finished form!

Anyway, coming back to the story of Duck King - Too bad there aren't any pictures to post up (pics can be seen here, here and here tho, tho for some reason, we didn't eat any of this. Cis. Should've checked it out first. Sigh) which is why I've taken some from the first link :P haha.

my sis couldn't get over this


yummy

this was disgusting. the picture doesn't do it justice. the "golden sand" just comes oozing out. blurgghhh

the Peking Duck that we didn't have

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Couldn't find any pics of the Roast Duck

AND OH YEAH, DON'T ORDER THE TEA THERE! or maybe us innocent first-timers got conned, because we ordered the cha wong which was actually pretty nice, until we saw it's pretty price. RM24.00 for chinese tea! WHAT! that's like, RM4.00 per person! i mean, i guess that's the way they charged it kot. so we were like, ceh, we better stay longer and drink our money's worth. i can't remember if we actually stayed for another round of tea or not. LOL

so anyway. yeah kids. remember the moral of the story here:
YOU CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE with JUST ONE VOTE! Yay!