satu kilo 5 ringgit.. mari mari!

i remember once i went ss2 to this all u can eat durian "buffet" ahaha and i think i blogged about before. anyways the point is, i had a chance to taste durians again today!or rather, durian.

after our dim sum lunch today, me,sy and jh went to this chinese grocery store called tai sun. i so happened to read their custom made paper bag just now and it read

"come taste our tasty oriental foods!"

ok whatever :P

sy says that as soon as she entered the shop she got a whiff of that unmistakable scent. me and jh however were plotting on the side to steal magic booster cards at the store opposite.

when we saw the durians we somehow behaved like foreigners who had never seen such dangerous weapon like fruit in our lifes. we got excited and started groping and sniffing it like seasoned eaters( okay only i did that). somehow with our minimal expertise we manage to pick two decent looking ones. when we went to weight those thorny bollocks it came to a price of a whopping 30 pounds! basically we were about to pay RM 210 for two durians!we could have easily made the headlines in the msian newspaper

"trio spent RM210 on two bogus durians. what suckers!"

so we decided to take only one(which was 15 pounds) and walked happily out of the shop.

though our thoughts were still fixtated on the durians me and jh managed to persuade sy into entering our plot to steal magic cards. and so we went into the comic shop to try. heavily guarded and armed with mirrors, we couldnt stand a chance so we left with despair.

at night, we gathered at my kitchen for the awaited durian fest. many theories came about on how to deftly hack open the durian. unfortunately the biggest knife we had was nothing compared to those monsters we usually use in msia. nevertheless i just gave the durian a good beating with the amizingly sharp knife.minutes later we had our fingers covered in good ol' durian flesh. ahh! and its sweet too!

in the end we had very contented stomachs and one very unprofessionaly cut(details witheld to not cause any embarasment to me) durian in the wastepaper basket.:)

so rome was certainly breath taking.i always had the liking for its history anyway. as kevin already posted in a nutshell what we did there, i shall proceed to tell what he missed out.

first,

there was this one tram ride which we had to catch to get back to our hostel. when it arrived at our stop, the tram was already so packed that we had to jam our way through. once we were in there, i had sy right in front of me and at least 5 armpits to wall me into this very confined space. misdispiaci(sorry), miscusi(excuse me) or whatever the hell the spelling is, chanelled into my ears but there i was on the verge to so offer the person next to me digested pasta with bolognase sauce and acid sulfuric. 4 stops later i saw wei hsiang and vivian outside the tram waving for me to get out.

"we left jian hung wei, have to go back and get him"

a series of sentences stringed "fuck" formed into my head but thankfully the impulses from my brain never reached my voicebox. despite of that i couldnt believe what i heard and i kept laughing. jh could be robbed and raped as far as my imagination could bring me too.

anyhooss on the (freaking)ride back i caught a glimpse of jh wandering around looking left and right throught the window. we got out and imediately had a private joke to ourselves before heroicly saving our frend from the possibilities of mafia encounters(tough i think he wouldnt mind that himself haha!)

we rushed to his aid(yeahhh right) and we all saw a huge sense of relief on his face.:P it was really funny and i guess u had to be there to know it.

i cant imagine what if he really got lost? furthermore jh was always saying to us, how we knew where to walk and which street was which. funny thing was that he asked some guy where was the the train station and the guy told him 10 stops from there. he would have walked for 3 hours. and our hostel is 15mins from the train station. oh well.. it was nice pestering him to repay us with gelati tough it never materialised. sucker.

secondly,

something that kevin seemed to have "forgotten" to include in his account in rome, was probably the water cooler talk, dinner gossip, joke of the week, advice 4 in "things never to do in a foreign country" and nonetheless the first thing to bring up on those 'do u remember that time in rome when...' ocassions, etc....

the gun exibition as i may aptly put it.

there we were, crossing the scanners and the security checks when all but kevin was abruptly stopped and had his bag checked. split seconds before this incident, the italian guard was at his seat inspecting passengers hand carry routinely when he saw something which would most definately be his highlight of his career. through all the undergarments and smelly socks, he spotted what looked like a single barreled miniature shotgun. shocked and in fear of terrorist threat, he signaled two of the officers on duty to reconfirm and.....

back to kevin where they stopped him and rumaged through his bag. those who got thru already were in fits as they saw the gun displayed on the screen and probably everyone thought we were wack jobs.

the profiecient guards immediately identified the danger object and shook their heads to disagree with kevin that he could not bring it into the airplane, for the safety of the passengers.

he then had to bring his 3 euro gun shaped lighter together with his bag to check the everything in.

couldnt stop laughing but had too cause now the people surrounding were convinced we were nuts.
funny this was that i paid half for that lighter and also partly coerced? nahh rather persuaded him to buy it haha!

sure we had other more mind blowing sights especially the last jugment by michealanglo? but my fingers are freakily getting stiff. so i shall stop here for now.

ciauz