by far one of the biggest addiction that i’ve gotten rid off. it’s indomie perisa asli.
i must admit its quite hard trying to stop the only cheap, easy to prepare and may i say once again cheap food. To my amazament, i havent consume that filthy stinkin soya sauce rich instant noodle for a month.
but mommy, its hard not to go past the shelf without staring at the remaining instant noodles.

in order to stop thinking about it over and over again, plus peeking far away from the living room cushion.. i would hynotize myself into a state trance where, me.. corpsie, entering an Instant Noodle Rehab Center for the Poor, surrounded by lotsof sore ass losers with minimal hair still intact to their heads, but with the scenery of hot blonde english shrink babbling about the dangers of MSG, which i mistakenly heard it as “PUSSY”. seeing my face filled with anticipation, the hot doctor asked me to stand up and introduce myself.

standing up.. *chair squeaking*
with a shrill tone, “Hi, Im Corpsie.. and im an instant noodle-o-holic”
everybody replied, “Hi Corpsie..” *applause*

getting a standing ovasion just because i am fighting an instant noodle addiction really gives a blue whale size whack on the head and thus, stopping me from grabbing all those perfectly arranged indomie noodles on the shelf and starts boiling water. now im out from the state of trance.

i’ve sidetracked a little bit. my actual intension is to explain why i’d stop eating indomie in the first place. it is because i found, well not i, but us (me + friends) found such a great place to satisfy our taste buds and it’s insanely cheap. for the past month, we’ve been crashing at SS2’s Murni. now why do i travel from puchong to SS2 just to eat? why??

i) food is cheap, gila babeng cheap considering it is in ss2.
ii) their mango special is orgasmic and way cause drowsiness.
iii) they serve a mixture of peranakan food and big fat customize-able roti canai.
iv) most of their customers are chinese. plentiful lenglui amoi to look at.
v) most of their workers are from kedah.
vi) i’ve ran out of excuses.

so, jom pi makan kat ss2!

the discovery taught me that…
jet lag translated to BM is gangguan ritma harian.

busy due examination.

what a day. having an exclamation of delight seeing a couple of baboons humping in discovery channel.
chow.

WOAHHHH!!!
what a suprise!
malaysia got few unique species of tarantulas, which are one of my dream pets!
for your info, i used to keep an albino burmese python that lasted for 2 years, i loved it so much that when it died, i cried.
mmm.. moving along.. if u noticed it in the newspapers for the past 2 days, there are quite a few type of tarantulas living deep in jungle and caves around the peninsula malaysia which i found very-verrrry-verrrrrrrry interesting. urgh.. i am so hot rite now i could just kick away the altec lansing speakers and play with my nipplies singing a balalaika song out loud!

i believe, whatever the ministry does to save the spiders, they are going to disappear. poachers are evil. they catch tarantulas, smuggle it into other western counties and get grands for it, even worst they catch it, kill them, dry it up and sold as medicine. poachers, they can find a way. btw, we’ve been busy cutting down trees, their habitats are going to disapear soon.

so people! we got to do our part, lets go tangkap all the available tarantulas in the juggle and keep them as pets. THEY ARE BIU-TI-PUL LAH! BETUL TAK TIPU! but i myself find it weird why do i love tarantulas so much eventhough im afraid of roaches. geli sial!. lipas pupuslah engkau! aku benci!

anyway,.. anybody jom gi camping! i want to get myself some tarantulas!
im no poacher okay? im just an arachnid enthusiast.

just remember,
when the buying stop, the killing can too

im serious about this. i want one!