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Written on: Wednesday, October 21, 2009
SHEEEET I forgot that the previous previous post was number 300, I was supposed to have a Leonidas based post or something. Nevermind there's always 600 (=300x2) (hahaha wth is =3) (oh looks like a cat face) or some shit like that.Time: 12:09 AM I was just about to happily start this post when BAM! Blogger loaded in Mother Huge size. All the font's krazy big and stuff. Nevermind x2. Then I was about to sign in, when an eggshell fell in between the keys of the keyboard. Panic! For a bit! Nasib bukan disco! Lame! Nevermind! MOVING ON! I frantically shook the keyboard, used the heimlich manoeuvre and after some implicit integration the small fragment of an egg dropped out uneventfully. Tu lah, Mak dah cakap jangan makan kat meja personalcomputer, tanak dengar tu... Nevermind x3, the important thing is that you know HOW the egg came about. Hmm, egg. What is this egg that he speaks about? Well he will tell you. After he gets out of third person. Well you see I need my protein CHEYYYYY and because I don't drink protein shakes (like some people who ah who ah I also dunno) I need to resort for a holiday. Then you know, I was faced with the age old dilemma of whether to fry, risk cracking then microwaving it, or boiling or whatever. When my mom took out this old contraption designed solely for the purpose of cooking eggs. You pierce the flat part of the egg with the under of the measuring cup (its damn sharp I didn't notice it while rinsing everything. I can do housework.), then place the egg on the, uh, egg tray. This part caused me some confusion which I shared with Mak. How do I orientate said egg? The picture on the kotak (box) (funny ah, after ALL that malay up there I offer to translate one bloody word) showed all the white eggs sharp side up. Maybe they photoshopped it... Anyway I put the hole (very small small hole) side up. Then you fill the cup with as much water as you need depending on egg population and desired consistency. Pour everything in the hot tub and swishh horn. Wait, then after some time it'll start chirphing or shit, eggs done. This is when Hell threatened to break loose. I wanted to turn off the thing, but because the spring behind the button is extra hard, I had to support the machine to prevent it slipping off. Touchy touchy the body, ooh hot, don't hold there, so HAPPILY STUCK MY FINGER in the hole at the top of the plastic casing. Hole? For what? TO LET ALL THE GODDAMN STEAM OUT. MAK, PANDAI SAK. Thankfully the hole was small, so I only ouched a little bit. Once bitten twice shy. Twiceth bitten when I took off the case and all the steam was everywhere and WHOA not bad quite hot. GAAAH! Put down the cover and stood well back. A very hot scene inDeEd. Thankfully Fauzan was there to make sure I didn't do anything stupid. "Keka why don't you use a fork and spoon or something to carry the eggs out. Don't action pandai use your hands or something." I couldn't say anything, so I thanked him hahahah. And now, when I'm peeling my egg, I realize how much I took so many things for granted. At all those majlis perkahwinanses, I took their berkats for granteds. All those eggs, all that protein, wow time flies... And now when aku dah besar panjang, or tua nak mampos according to Zul, and I have to boil my own eggs, I realize how much I should have appreciated all the newly weds. Then I also realized that once upon a Mat or Pak Cik must have had the bright idea of giving eggs as berkat just so he could have an excuse for someone to boil a million eggs. Then its protein party, guests are happy, and all's well liang teh. But history got messed up and so you have the crap stories of today. That's it, I'm done here, I haven't even feenish pilling the foist egg, I got a long night ahead of me. Its still damn hot sak. AND I HAVE TO READ GEOG, that's my life principle until A levels. How Fawaz, will you do it? DO YOU HAVE THE DITHIPLIN, THAMINA AND CONTHENTHRATHEN. Well... I guess we'll find out on the next episode of Hello, Tell me why the scent lingered why why Labels: repotr |
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