All About Durians!

Location: B12.3A.

Since I've really exposed myself as being a home-grown Malaysian, It's hard to conceal the fact that I LURVE Durians! Though I cannot eat much at one go, I can't accept that there are people out there who doesn't like durians. Chow tau fu I can understand, but durians? Why?!!

Chaer Phoy (Green Skin Durian)

Chaer Phoy is shaped like a small canteloupe. The skin is bright green, giving it the name which means "green skin". Chaer Phoy has creamy white flesh which is a bit dry, not too sweet but tasty.

Coupling

This durian is gets its unusual name because it looks like two durians joined together, one big and one small. When split open, you almost thought the two halves belong to two different durians. Coupling has whitish flesh which is slightly dry but tastes good.

I know that in my hometown, during durian season, the prices for 3 or 4 'unbranded' durians can go as low as RM 10. Due to tight competitions around the town, I wonder if petrol + human effort to avoid being hit by durian while 'harvesting' for 'em cost only RM 3.33/durian. It cost RM 4.70++/hour to hire a part-time barista in Starbucks, I can’t help but wonder what’s their net profit for risking their lives to gather durians from their farms, hire a lorry, cost of petrol, hiring helpers, toll and stuff…

Khun Poh

This durian takes the name of the late Mr Lau Khun Poh, who first budded it. Khun Poh has beautiful orangy flesh with a slightly bitter-sweet taste and a heavy aroma.

Although I’ve been eating durians since before I can even remember when, I feel incomplete to live through a year without eating any durians. Just like langsat and langsat. Before those pasar malam people brought in those high quality lychees from China, people here ate longan and can them to give to others curing Chinese New Year.

Ang Heh (Red Prawn Durian)

Ang Heh originates from Pondok Upeh, Balik Pulau, and has a round-shaped husk. The orange reddish flesh is highly aromatic, very soft with a bitter-sweet taste.

Anyways, back to durians, I have never put much thought about the existence of so many different types of durians. The most common one in my hometown that I’ve seen written on the signs were D24s. But after going through this email my mom forwarded to me, I suddenly realize that people in Malaysia Actually generically modified durians to produce better ones… and those codes like D600, D700 even D24 were all generically modified!

Ang Jin (Red Yoke Durian)

As the name suggests, Ang Jin Durian has deep orange flesh. It is very sweet and tasty.

*shiver*

Bak Eu (Pork Fat Durian)

Bak Eu has a slightly acidic aroma. The flesh is whitish while the taste is quite bitter but nice.

Even the most traditional fruit in Malaysia, a ‘developing’ country, has generically modified (GMed) stuff?! So what is actually preserved at it’s most historical form? It’s like nothing is actually REAL anymore. Everything’s GMed. Think about it, GMed kids during fertilization to prevent disease inheritance from the parents to the baby, to alter the sex and baby’s hair color… Will our great grand children look like our great grand parents anymore?

Xiao Hung (Little Red Durian)

Xiao Hung, whose name means "Little Red One," originates in Sungai Pinang, Balik Pulau. The flesh has a bittersweet taste to it, with a touch of sourness. The one that I tasted for this write-up is a bit hard. There are only one or two seeds per section, but the flesh is thick.

IMO, science rules us. For better or for worse, it’s changing our lives, differing us from our pre-ancestors who had roamed the world years and years ago…

Here are some other different mouth-watery durians of Balik Pulau, Penang , Malaysia.

Yah Kang (Centipede Durian)

Yah Kang is one of my favourite durians. Although its flesh is whitish, the taste is superb, milky, like very sweet, melting chocolate. The name "yah kang" means centipede, and accounts for the number of centipedes found at the foot of the tree, hence giving it the rather unusual name.

D700

The flesh is darker than D600, like chrome yellow. Also slightly hard. Crispy, but the smell is not very strong.

D11

"Number Eleven" is a very popular durian in the 70's. It has creamy yellow flesh with a pleasant taste and a subtle smell.

D17

D17 is dark cream flesh. The taste is slightly dry but sweet. It is a tasty durian.

Ooi Kyau (Tumeric Durian)

The name describes the colour of the bright yellow flesh of this durian. It is very sweet and tasty

Khun Poh

This durian takes the name of the late Mr Lau Khun Poh, who first budded it. Khun Poh has beautiful orangy flesh with a slightly bitter-sweet taste and a heavy aroma.

Lin Fong Jiau

This durian is named after Lin Fong Jiau, aka Mrs Jackie Chan. I wonder whether it is indicative of the relationship of the celebrity couple, for Lin Fong Jiau is a bittersweet

Hor Loh (Water Gourd Durian)

The flesh of the Hor Loh is very soft, dry and quite bitter. It has a sharp smell to it. Hor Loh was first cultivated at the Brown Estate of Sungai Ara. It got its name from its appearance resembling a "Hor Lor" pumpkin. If the durian hits the ground hard when it falls, the flesh tends to be bitter thereafter.

D604

The D604 was first cultivated by the late Mr. Teh Hew Hong of Sungai Pinang, Balik Pulau. The flesh is quite sweet, and has some "body" to it as the seed is small.

D600

This durian originates in Sungai Pinang in Balik Pulau. The flesh has a bittersweet taste to it, with a touch of sourness. The one that I documented is a bit hard.

I'm An Accident? Your Mistake.

Location: B12.3A

Slacking my days away is MY way of life. I'm not really good at sticking to a thing/chore for a long time. I enjoy reading, eating and watching English series throughout the day. Oh, like today, I watched Sex and The City from season 4 – season 6 in one gulp. Yup, it’s fun.

I’m known to be capable of juggling few things at the same time, so I figure I’ll blog while watching English series. Sex in the City kind of reminds me of Desperate Housewives that I watched so religiously for the past week.

Anyway, watching the lives of 4 successful ladies living their exciting lives in the Big Apple, noticing how they grow and stuff stirred up some unwanted memories.

OK, I had to admit, I was young and naïve and stupid for wanting to be the girls on the screens. The fact is I am a Malaysian Chinese, the virtues that are tattooed in my DNA taught me conservative stuffs like it’s forbidden to have Sex before marriage and if you noticed that I spelt ‘sex’ in capital letters, it’s because from where I’m standing, I don’t think I’ll be able to get it for the foreseeable future.

I recalled my first (till present) real life relationship that involved more than just holding hands, watching movies and stuff. The think is I didn’t know he was one until I know him. I have myself to blame for letting myself freefall into him. He asked me to ‘not love me too much’.

Love is uncountable. It’s not like I love you 90 units and love him 75 units. My god! I even freaking believed you when you said “I don’t think we are working out because of our skin colors”. If you were a MAN, whom I thought you were, you would be brave enough to crush me. I’m like all gal, I may look fragile, I’m uncrush-able.

The thing I regret most about is actually giving him underrated first kiss. I didn’t feel loved, not even the legendary ‘pop’. On the contrary, felt cheap and used because I’m an amateur in that field. I can’t help but think that if I were who/what I’ve become now, I’d screw him and not feel so bad about that stupid break-up.

The thing that hurt me most is that I heard from MY close friends that I AM AN ACCIDENT??!!!!

Wtf man! I know the whole thing went sour due to me being inexperience in this kinda thing. To think that I’d even shed a fucking tear for you and blamed myself for everything!!!

To add insult to injury, after the whole freaking issue about the RACE, I just had to see you with another girl from our hometown with my close friends! It’s like not enough that you insult me by lying about the freaking break-up, you just have to reassure me that I’m a total failure.

I just want you to know that you really scarred me for good. I can see another couple kiss to feel that disgusting kiss that you put me through that made me feel cheap. To think that you proposed that we take a step into third base is unbelievably shameless of you.

Though I know that you’ll have an inevitably bright future ahead of you and I truly hope that we will NEVER cross paths again in the future.

Provocative Stuff for Today! - no.1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tF7fbQdBoYw

Something for you few... VERY few readers out there to chew on for the day~

Since I'm a Malaysian, I might as well show that I'm the least critically patriotical (TQ Dr. Yeoh).

Frankly, it took my INT 1020 class’s lecturer, Mr Wong CH to know that there’s actually many people who’s trying to get IN Malaysia while many Malaysians are trying to OUT.

I think, if I am actually listening in class, He mentioned something about different races will not be an issue at all by the end of the day. You see, interracial marriages are happening by the day. For instance, (M’sian example) many Vietnamese and Indonesian brides were sent/are still being sent to Malaysia, and according to Mr. Wong that the people on Malaysia are too proud to do 3D works which regards to jobs that are Dirty, Dangerous and I forgot the last one. Please remind it whoever/whenever who’s reading this… Or are there anyone at all who reads my crap.

Anyway, think of all the Bangladeshi, Vietnamese, Indonesians, Pilipinos, Burmese/Myanmar ppl and all the other emigrants from the South East Freaking Asia.

Anyhoo, I bet about 80% of Malaysians have seen this video before… Even those who don’t know mandarin will get their friends to translate for them anyway. So... Enjoy~

An Outing in Midvalley

Location: B12.3A, Sunway.

I know i used to be really photogenic and you know, Shit happens.

Anyways, someone just came up with the idea of going out to Midvalley aka Megamall (the fullname's actually Midvalley Megamall and I used to think that it's 2 different places... those confusing local terms) and So we went~ Was really excited the night before, coz the reunion of the 5 of us~

I really enjoyed the days we spent together during our SAM year in Taylor's. Our daily rendezvous in SS15's kopitiam, discussing assignments, crapping some trashy gossips, sharing fashion tips, some of the global issues, korean hottest stars (there's where I knew Lee Jun Ki) while having coffee and their infamous toasted breads which cost RM 0.90/piece, occasionally having dinner there. I still remember that during the finals, our little trysts in many places like Kopitiam, Cabanna and Asia Cafe.

Cheer Ray, PYang, ME & Lee Yin, trying to be secretive about something.

Haha, the schedule used to go like this,

about 7-8am Lee Yin will be in the cafeteria and calling Cheer Ray like mad while she's drowned alone amongst all the eager students in Taylor's

Cheer Ray & I in our classroom 3 days before MY College Life officially ended.

7:30am Kopitiam opens for business. Some of us will have coffee and eggs.The Kopitiam people will think of ways to shoo us away (coz they can't stand that we were having the education that they missed out and also we're all so MUCH prettier than them... BUahahhaha!)

How Cruel They Were, Torturing My Doggie in Kopitiam Last Year

10.00-11.00am Cabanna for late breakfast/early lunch. Cabanna will be too crowded by the afternoon.

Around the afternoon/after exams we'lll be somewhere between Success and Kopitiam.

Boy I miss those days when food is available everywhere near where you stay...

Little Sze Vien was Camera Shy During SAM.

Anyways, back to NOW, I woke up quite late yesterday morning... fun. After much yida-yada, Sze Vien and I finally reached the KTM station in Subang (which was about 1 pm then). Bought the tickets and zoom, we went on the ever-so-slow Kura-kura Malaysia aka KTM, and on our way to MidValley~

Talked about stuff and stuff and stuff, not until we finally reached KL Sentral (Central, u know, the people here are always trying to Malaysia-nallize everything) and that I mentioned about the mp3 thingy that Sze Vien started to freak out about the whole I-forgot-to-put-my-handbag-in-the-boot issue.

Well, I can relate to that coz I drive once in a while (they don't let me drive in KL) and it's a tremendously heavy responsibility to bear for any 19y/o like us! I say it's really unfair that all parents should put that unjust pressure on their kids that might cause them to be over-sensitive on trying to avoid offending/aggravating their all-so-uptight parents. They should buy cars for their kids just so they can have a better hands-on experience driving!!

Anyways, I know when one’s freaked-out, one can only assume the worst that can happen. So after reaching KL Sentral, we took the next train back to Subang and Sze Vien drove us (pyang and me) to Midvalley.

So we met up with Cheer Ray and Lee Yin in front of Guess. Haven’t seen them for ages!! Cheer Ray, gorgeous as ever *ahem* (praising her just coz her birthday’s recently) and Lee Yin, still sooooo thin! I felt so proud wearing my 3-inches-high wedges and WAS taller than Cheer Ray!

*evil grin* followed by *evil laugh* *buaHAHAHHAHA*

Actually, I didn’t expect everyone to be talking about Cheer Ray’s not-so-secret admirer, Hong Yu, who’s in Aust now and he was so excited that Cheer Ray will be going to Aust next year. Haha~ needless to say, Cheer Ray tried to act nonchalant throughout the whole conversation (well, more like interrogation) and we made it sounded like they have something going on there~ The fact is, this young lad still has a LONG long way to go to win the heart of this special young lass.

From the left: Sze Vien, ME, PYang, Cheer Ray & Lee Yin in Secret Recipe

Enough of being poetic, we walked around the mall deciding what our next destination will be. As usual, Cheer Ray got so excited about her topshop and other branded stuff, Sze Vien too was so happy coz La Senza’s got some major huge sales going on. Pyang, Lee Yin and I just tagged along.

Sze Vien & I camwhoring around in Top Shop

I suddenly remembered about that ordeal with Starbucks that I needed long black pants (just assume that I’ll get lucky *crosses all of my fingers and toes*) so we searched high and low for ‘em. But sadly, anything that fitted my ass seemed lose at my thighs, darn, and so Sze Vien, my best personal shopping adviser asked me to tailor-make a pair of pants, just for Starbucks. *sigh* think I’m so rich meh?

Sze Vien & I in The Girls' Room

We saunter and stride down the mall while passing by Skin Food and showing off our bright pink and metallic green polished nails, just to prove that we actually bought something there, just not at the same branch.

Nice~ Finally, we settled at Sushi King, near the cinema and ordered 5 cups of green tea (later to find out that it’s FOC, I’ve always thought that we have to pay for green tea) and Pyang had some eggs which cost about RM 4.

The cost of refilling a couple of times of green tea

+ some lame Jokes

+ some really lame topics

+ a few laughs

+ a LOT of camwhoring

WAS ONLY RM 4~

The Serious US...

LY's Looking At My You-Know-Where... Yer... While CR's Just Happy to be in the pic.

Cool~ at the risk of sounding really cheap, I'm Gona go to Sushi King more often now.

So after bidding our goodbyes, knowing that we will not be able to meet each other for at least a few months to come, we left the mall with teary eyes…

Haha, nola, just to sound really dramatic there. We went our separate ways and lived happily ever after… I hope…

- Friends Forever -

~ end~

Being Overprotected.

Location: Lake Club, Lake Perdana, KL.

Yes, I’m in one of the most scenic places in KL. I’m actually on my way back to B12.3A. On my way… anyways, with Good Charlotte’s he River blaring at my ears and sitting alone in the corridor outside of the library felt kinda lonely. Actually, it can be worse or better, depends which way I incline to think. Boring coz bro’s not here. He’ll come up with all these (in his words) productive conversation and I’ll get to learn a thing or 2. Lucky coz bro’s not here. Coz if not, I’ll be choking on my Sidney Sheldon book and try not to fall asleep to spend the grueling 3 hours here, til mom and dad’s meeting’s over.

Well, on the bright side, I’ve had worst afternoons. Yesterday, went driving all around Ipoh… bringing Pipi along~ Haha, I know he’s a victim of my childishness; I like a company who doesn’t complain and nag about me. In other words, I need a company that I can share my thoughts, hear me sing etc. Plus, he’s extraordinarily cute! I enjoy taking pictures of him. You noticed that I keep using ‘him’ rite? He’s more than a pet to me, since you haven’t notice.

Daddy brought him back from Sitiawan ( I think) after a meeting. Since Naught Naught’s left us, I’ve been kinda depressed. Partly because of the guilt when thinking back how we treated him before. To us, we did everything out of love; to him, it’s a torture. I mean chaining him with a metal chain to the dog house (kennel) but later only to find out that the chain had wounded Naught’s neck, so much so that the metal chain has ‘eaten’ into the flesh. I truly pity him…

Coming back to Pipi, he’s adorable. Why?
He’s really adorable… Really know how to make others LURVE him.
He’s cute. Like when we’re eating, he will sniff around but never snatch our food.
He’s tame. He won’t dash out of the house the second the front gate’s open. Well, maybe Naught did that for a reason…
He’s obedient. It feels good to have someone in the house once in a while.
I actually remember the times playing with him when he’s merely bigger than my palm.

Ahh, memories CAN bring people closer together….

Not only lately that I begin to realize that I’m overprotective. Like how all elder sisters are , disciplining her brother. I kept him away from those bad influences (other stray dogs) and from some dirty looking bitches. Frankly, I still think that he’s too young for THAT while he IS actually about the adult age in doggie years. I can’t imagine him fucking those bitches out there. Seriously!!

Although he’s really obedient and only fought because I was careless, deep down I know it’s wrong to alienate/keep him away from other dogs. His only social life is with US, humans. And that’s unhealthy I guess. He does has his needs right?

Just this morning, I was hugging him when we slept on the floor in our living room. It’s like hugging my baby to sleep while stroking his head to let him feel that he’s loved. My family and I gave him so much love actually,I truly felt the burden and emotions of being a parent. To guard him and protect him, to love him and to let him know that he’s loved, to make sure that he doesn’t get in a fight or get involved with other bitches, to try to NOT ruin but provide the best life we can afford to give him.

We try hard not to ruin this life, and loved him as much as we could. I can't help be look back, thinking if only Naught Naught can get that kinda treatment we showed Pipi, he wouldn’t wanna leave us…

The Beginning.

Location: Sofa, Ipoh.

Although I’m not exactly new in this bloging thing, I gave my last blog up coz some SOB just couldn't keep their nosy self away from my blog. Fortunately, the hurtful words can only keep my narcissistic down this long. Some things you have to know now. I’m narcissistic coz with my (mother) given beauty; I love my face, just not the extra 200 pounds which spreads all over my freaking body unproportionately. I don’t mind having a 10 pound breast actually, but Pamela Anderson’s just way over the top for me. Don’t mind to have her waistline though.

Anyways, since I’ve begun to critic myself, I might as well finish this whole entry about myself. Last Sem, Dr Yeoh (whom I’m gona miss dearly this sem), my com 1010 lecturer, asked us to draw about the worst part of your body that you don’t like. Ok, he didn’t really mention about the number of things, he just said “things”. So I figure, being ME (and since this doesn’t make any difference to our result) I went all out. I was honest about my HUGE waistline, my GIGANTIC elephant trunks as legs, my EXTRA heavy eye bags, my coconut-tree-branch-look alike arms. It’s not only because I have small breasts that you don’t spot me in a spaghetti stripes or any really skimpy outfits, the strips and sleeveless make my arms looked EVEN bigger.

Sad I know. Like people said, women need Brains and Beauty in order to survive in this world of deceive and danger. So, I know that I can’t count on my beauty, to add insult to injury, I’m not smart. You know, some people, when you throw him/her in the middle of nowhere, he/she’ll survive and probably even make friends with animals. I know a few friends who can do that; like mom, dad and bro.

You might as well know that my family consists of 5 members (including me), mom, dad, bro and Pipi. Incase you’re wondering who Pipi is, he’s my brother. Younger brother. He is special, not like your ordinary spoilt brats who’ll piss you off without any warnings. He’s simply extraordinary. Infact, he’s the most charismatic guy around!

I used to be a really active person in everything. I like to take part in anything and everything they have in PGS, the secondary school I attended during my teenage years. Boy, how mush I have grown, mentally and physically. Most of the secondary schoolmates shook in disbelieve seeing me.

In the words of Christopher Pike’s Krishna, those who know how to hate deeply, must have know how to love deeply, for hate and love is not very different, for love and hate comes from the heart. It’s so true in so many levels and vice versa. Anyways, though I’m in the comforts of my REAL home in Ipoh, I’ll have to pack and go back to my dorm tomorrow. It’s not really a dorm, more of a hostel. Plus, dorms have cute guys walking around topless and In the hostel, guys are restricted to their building, separating us from getting some LURVE (which, if one is not careful, the other might just get pregnant).

so toodles~