Centipede

I don't know why I always encounter freaky things. I'm always the one that comes face to face with a cockroach or some giant ass bug or a big monitor lizard climbing the window or some weird stuff. Again this happened in the evening today. We were mixing the batter and in the process of poring the batter into the mould to be baked. It wasn't intentional, at that particular moment, I walked towards the living room and there it was. Scaling the wall. A giant centipede. I called out to my mum to come help catch it. She too was stunned by the size of the centipede. She panicked, picked up a slipper and smack it on the centipede. It wriggled from beneath the slipper towards the floor. With swift moves it ran towards hiding. Mum started screaming and told me to bring the insecticide. I brought a pair of tongs and the insecticide. I was spraying at the centipede when mum snatched the can of insecticide from me. She sprayed like almost half the can of insecticide at the running centipede. The swift centipede ran like Usain Bolt and tried to escape. It was really fast although it was injured by the slipper smack. It ran towards the crack between the floor and the wall. So there's where it came from. Mum chased after it and managed to defeat it. Killing it. Victory. It was about the length of a small ruler (a.k.a. 15 cm) and quite fat. Too bad I didn't have my phone with me. Sometimes it just feels like we're living in a rainforest. This reminds me of some post that I came across regarding a centipede that killed a snake by cutting through the snake's body while it was being swallowed. Creepy creature. Fortunately no one was injured while catching the centipede just now. Here's a photo of the centipede that killed the snake to make up for not having a photo of the giant centipede that "visited" us just now.

Fun Fact

Gender and Race

After receiving several emails from Nuffnang, I decided to log in to have a look. I have not log in since I set up the account (that was many years ago). Assuming that I still remember the username and password, I log in. What appeared was Incorrect username and password. Tried again. Incorrect username and password. Never mind. Forget it. Then I saw the Forgot Password link, so I just clicked on that. Everyone knows what happens next. I managed to sign in to Nuffnang. I was randomly clicking then I landed in the profile or personal settings page. Something caught my eye. At the Race column it is set to Malay. How on earth for someone with a name like mine ended up being Malay? And to add to that the Gender was set at Male. What on Earth. Does Nuffnang set everyone's Race And Gender to Malay and Male by default? This is shocking. Today I discovered from Nuffnang that I'm a MaLay dude. 

Very funny people. 

Parenting Skill

When I first saw this a week or so ago, I laughed really hard. This father posted a photo of his badly scribbled/drawn/vandalised passport with a caption saying he's stuck at the airport thanks to his son. After the initial laughing, I couldn't help but think, why would anyone leave important things like passport within reach of children? Why didn't he check his passport earlier before he left for the airport? Did the child receive any punishment for vandalising? Is it right for current day parenting to eliminate spanking and disciplining altogether? How would you react if you are in this parent's shoes?

Father's Day

Happy Father's Day.

Be Careful Of What You Put Into Your Mouth

There is a myth/urban legend/ black magic that is believed to be able to make anyone fall for you, regardless of how hideous or horrid you are, once that person eats what you serve. It is said that many women (namely from a certain race that can't be disclosed) practice this, to get their target to fall head over heels for them and to remain loyal. This practice is known as nasi kangkang. I've heard stories about this back in school but never given much thought about this. If you have to go through all these hassle of cooking and standing over the food, just to get someone to like you, then you are really sad. Love doesn't have to be so pitiful. If it is meant to be, nothing can stop it. Recently, I browsed through some blogs and came across an entry by a famous blogger regarding this topic. Found the entry quite funny. However, no one mentioned anything about a remedy. What if things go wrong? How do you fix it? For example: What if it is meant for someone else, and another person eats it? Then, it would be wrong target. If you get what I mean. In short, be careful of what you put into your mouth. Especially if someone keeps cooking food for you and that person is not your mother. LOL

I Hate Summer

I seriously hate summer. Seriously the worst season. Super big sun and unbearable heat. It's hot anytime of the day. Most of all, it makes me sweat. I hate to sweat. Sweating causes skin irritation. For the past few days, my skin has been flaring with rashes and itches like mad. Because it itches so badly, I've been scratching and that resulted in sores /lesions. I seriously don't get how people can enjoy basking in the sun. I, for one, hate being under the sun. I would avoid it at all cause. If there is anything I hate more than betrayal, that would be the sun. Why do I have to have sensitive skin? Why do I have to be born into the wrong skin? Oh, sweating makes me temperamental. Who doesn't become temperamental when you are scratching yourself like a monkey?

Snatch Theft

5 June 2014. A neighbour told mum that someone was mugged/robbed/encounter with snatch thieves in broad daylight (around 3pm) in our housing area. More specifically, in front of her house a couple doors down. She was driving back to her house and just stopped her car in front of her house. Two motorcycles, comprising four people surrounded her vehicle on both sides. The smashed her car windows with wrench and snatched her handbag. She screamed for help but they just sped off. Because the people in the neighbourhood tend to speak really loud, and most of the time sound like they are quarrelling, no one noticed. The lady then called the police. People that pass her vehicle were perplexed as to why it was parked almost at the middle of the road with the door opened. The lady then explained that she was robbed/mugged/victim to snatch theft. She didn't shut the damaged car door as it has the fingerprints of the culprits and she is waiting for the cops to arrive. News spread fast. Soon everyone in the neighbourhood know about the story and more and more busybodies (namely housewives) started going to her for more details. Everyone was waiting for the cops to arrive to witness the forensic search. They waited, and waited, and waited. One by one, started to head home after waiting for close to an hour. Still no sign of the police. The police station is actually less than five minutes drive from our housing area. After several hours, there was still no sign of the police. The sky was getting darker and it seems like it was going to pour. The nosy housewives managed to snoop the latest outcome. The victim after waiting for hours, and not see any trace of the cops, had to go to the police station to lodge a report. However, it doesn't end there. At the police station, she was told to go to another police station which was in the city centre, to lodge the report (reason unknown). Question: I have never lodge a report at the police station so I'm  clueless. Why can't the nearest police station record the incident? Why does the case have to be diverted to a police station that is so out of the way, to record the case? Why didn't the police come to the crime scene?

Duan Wu Jie/ Dumpling Festival

It is said that during this day, at 12 noon, you can place an egg on it's end and it will stand (for half an hour). I tried and it really stood for half and hour, then it fell to its side. Here's the proof.

Wasp

Wasps are ugly, vengeful creatures. Yesterday, a giant wasp flew in, even though the blinds were closed. It flew crazily around, banging itself against everything. It started coming towards us. So I rushed to get the insecticide. When I got back it flew towards my direction, so I started spraying. It flew away, then turned around and started charging at me. I ducked several times to avoid it. You trespass into my territory and now you want to pick a fight? Bring it on. I sprayed insecticide at it. But it flew higher towards the ceiling. Seems like challenging and mocking me for being short. Just you wait. Hey, dumb wasp, didn't you know the insecticide is airborne? I randomly sprayed when it attacked me. When it turn around to fly away, attempting to avoid the insecticide, I chased after it. Spraying more. This went on for a while. That vengeful wasp wasn't giving up on attacking me. It chased after me. So I ran into another "area" to avoid being stung. When I came out, it was gone. No where to be found. Perhaps it flew out through the door which was wide open. But the wasp being too dumb earlier didn't know how to exit after squeezing through the blinds. Dumbass. How did you enjoy your new scent?

Figure This Out

Try to figure this out.                                                                                                                   

 Answer:

 What -4 letters, Yet- 3 letters,Although-8 letters, Then-4 letters, Rarely-6 letters, Never-5 letters

Narrow Escape

14 May 2014, around 7.30 pm. I escaped serious injury. Minutes earlier, I was seated on the chair. I stood up, picked up the glass of orange juice, and was drinking. Suddenly the tower of heavy boxes behind me came crashing down, with a loud crash, boom, bang. Narrowly missing me. It crash landed inches to my left. The impact of the crash caused items on top of the boxes to land nicely on the table. The impact also caused the first box to rip. Had I not stood up, my back would have snapped from the mass of falling heavy boxes and I would have been hospitalised as a result. I am indeed a lucky girl.

Mother's Day

May 11, 2014. Mother's Day. This is kind of sweet. They should be given points for effort. Especially the guy that is "being the Y".

Tiger Crossing

Philadelphia Zoo tiger crossing. This is cool. Just hope the tigers don't pee while walking on the overhead bridge.

Giraffes

Never thought of this.

Doctor

Once, I went to the doctor because of a horrible sore throat that lead to extreme ear pain when I swallow, be it food or drink. The sore throat- ear pain was so bad that it's a feat in itself to speak. After relaying the "problem" to the doctor, he instructed me to open my mouth and stuck the "ice-cream stick" into my mouth to see how bad it was. He then proceeded to "shine" my ear with a flashlight. After that, he remained silent. He didn't tell me how bad my condition is nor what he thinks is the problem. Instead, he picked up his pen and was really engrossed in drawing. He drew a diagram of the ear, and started filling it up, like he's sitting for a biology exam. There I was, sitting there waiting for his response, while watching in awe an artistic performance by a doctor. I waited, and waited but there was no response from him. I interrupted his Leonardo Da Vinci performance to ask him about my diagnosis. I asked whether there is a pus in my ear. He looked up from his masterpiece, not happy that I interrupted his concentration and said no. I was then sent out to wait for my medication. I had to wait for over half an hour to get my medication from the dispensary, but I was the only patient in the clinic. When I finally collected my medicine, I was told that they are out of medicated ear drops and I was told to get it from a pharmacy ( which was next to the clinic). After going through so much hassle, only to get prescribed panadol (tablet form @ round ones that I hate because it's difficult to swallow. Prefer caplets @ oblong ones) and the name of the medicated ear drops scribbled on a post-it. I could have just walked into the pharmacy and bought the ear drops and save my time of waiting. That's the first time I've seen a doctor so immerse in drawing on the tiny piece of patient's diagnosis card. Usually we only see horrible, non readable handwriting on the card. A friend said the reason doctors write in horrible handwriting is so that patient and their family/ friend/ companion can't read what is written on the patient's card. That is why the nurse enters when the patients leave the room so that the doctor can explain what to give to the patients.

Totally Useless Stuff 2

Some totally useless stuff. Just to share.

What The Bible Says

If only people still practice what they preach.

                

Came across a rather amusing pic. A simple mistake makes everything funny.

Tortoise/ Turtle

I've always wondered what turtles look like without their shell. Are their bodies round / concaved / straight? Finally, someone posted a cross section of a tortoise. Now I think I can die in peace. Someone I know/knew once told me that turtles have teeth. I didn't belief. That person flashed teeth to emphasise. Fortunately, I wasn't told about turtle dicks.

Totally Useless Stuff

There has been a lot of these "What is your superhero / villain / moon moon / blah blah name. Here's another one of those things. Totally useless but everyone will look up their own name / superpower / etc. Enjoy finding your special powers. What is moon moon anyway?

 At least I know I'm seductive.