Bye bye darlings…

So on a whim, I left my house at 9.00pm and headed to the nearest petrol station, stubborn and determined not to chicken out of my quest.

Full tank of petrol checked, I headed down towards Port Dickson, all on my own. Since I managed to come out alive, I must say that I am very proud of myself for making it all the way there and back in one night, AND without the use of my GPS too!

Not that I was confident I knew the way (I just hantam jalan only), but because I forgot to bring the GPS back from the office boo.

Anyhuu, the route there was obviously pretty straight forward, all I had to do was to keep my foot steady on the accelerator and whip out my SmartTAG every now and then. Oh, and reading signboards definitely helped a lot!

Finally got there, and I started looking out for a suitable place where I could release my babies.

My darlings. Had decided to release them back into the wild a couple of months ago, but until now I just never made it all the way to PD to do it.

Drove up and down, but all the beaches seemed over-populated. Stopped at Corus Paradise Resort to pee and take a look at the beach, but the beach was just devoid of bushes and places for them to hide. And besides, a group of annoying dudes kept whistling at me.

I tried so hard to find the place Alwyn had once brought us to catch prawns, because I remembered that it had been crawling with hermit crabs. But I just couldn’t spot it. And besides, I didn’t dare to wander off too far from the main road in case I got lost wtf.

Finally ended back at Residence Desa Lagoon Resort where I had stayed when I went there with Edm.

They have security at the entrance, but somehow when I drove in, no one gave two hoots. I guess a girl in a Kelisa isn’t exactly a threatening sight.

Parked my car and followed the fence around the hotel grounds towards the beach.

Sadly, just as I reached the gate leading out to the beach, a guard caught me.

He kept asking me for my room number and when I told him I wasn’t a guest, he got suspicious and asked how I had driven in. So I just pura-pura kesian and told him no one stopped me at the entrance. Told him I wanted to release my crabs and he gave me a puzzled look.

Apparently he was just about to lock the gate for the night, so I was lucky I got there before he did, otherwise I would have had to clamber over the fence.

The guard was waiting for me at the gate, so I didn’t have much time. Just ran towards a coconut tree and opened the container so my babies could climb out. Didn’t even have time to look around for a proper spot.

And now that I’ve done it, I keep worrying that they won’t survive there. Sigh. I really should have picked a better spot.

The first crabby I ever got was Chloe, on the 22nd of November 2009. Gosh, I can’t believe she’d been with me for over a year!

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And the worse thing is I forgot to bring Rascal’s body to bury on the beach. Oh well, I guess with the guard breathing down my neck I wouldn’t have had enough time anyways.

Please please don’t die babies!

I hope by the next time I go down to PD the beach would have been colonized by all of you and your grandchildren =)

Hermit Heaven

So I just acquired a new piece of real estate – another awesome upgrade for my babies woots!

Now, that’s what I call muscle!
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Started off when I realised that I could never actually see my babies unless I stood directly above their crabitat, cause the blue container I was using was opaque.

Asked my brother if he happened to have any spare aquariums lying around (he’s into fishes), and as luck had it, he did!

And WALLA!!!
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For size comparison with my toes wtf. I have no idea what the actual size (in gallons) this aquarium is.
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View from the right.
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View from the left.
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All of them crammed in their old hidey-hole. You can spot Jeevan’s butt popping out. The pink thing behind holds their freshwater. The black ashtray (wtf!) holds their saltwater.
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The new huge hiding place/climbing post that I bought for RM22 damn expensive boo.
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It’s hollow on the inside. Supposed to be for fishes hence the orange fake seaweed.
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The coral section.
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And that, my friends, is a gorgeous crabitat!
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Here they are, all five of them, after their bath.
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I guess you can tell that after my initial 3 babies (Chloe, Chester and Rascal who died), I sort of ran out of ideas for good hermit crab names.

Pretty Chloe.
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Chester.
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Mr Kepohchi.
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A very panicky Vidya who was about to ditch her shell to escape.
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Macho Jeevan.
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Somehow, with time, they seem to have gotten used to me and they aren’t at all scared of popping out of their shells when I’m holding them. Which isn’t really too good for my nerves cause I’m totally afraid that they’re gonna pinch me!

Try and spot who’s who!
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Them exploring their new crabitat.
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Right now I’m really tempted to buy new babies. Should I?? The larger hermit crabs seem to be more active and aggressive, but I’m not sure how Jeevan will take having a new alpha male crab bossing him around. Chloe sure wasn’t happy when got Jeevan.

If I get 12 I can make a football team! Or maybe I can use them to predict the next World Cup champion/Germany president/etc.

Kookoo.

Of Deathdays and Birthdays

Not too sure if it’s considered pantang to blog about deaths and births in the same post – I really hope not!

Anyway, the death isn’t of a human, so I don’t think it’s very pantang right?

Came home from work one day, and took a peek at my crabitat only to find the molted exoskeleton of one of the crabs. And seeing as the molted exoskeleton lacked 2 legs, it could only be Rascal’s. Easy peasy deduction.

All dried up and crispy yum.
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You can see that on this side, he has one pincer and no walking legs.
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My excitement quickly turned into despair when I saw that lying not too far away from the exoskeleton was Rascal himself.

Out of his outer balitong shell.

Dead.

Found his balitong shell quite a distance from his body, so something must have caused him to ditch his shell and run away. So X-Files wei!
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He re-grew his 2 missing walking legs, only to succumb to some fishy foul play.
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Yes I know hermit crabs look even uglier without their shells. Please have some respect for the dead can anot, don’t kutuk-kutuk ok.

Hermit crabs of his size normally only molt once every 3-4 months. The last time he molted was just a month or so ago, when he forgot to grow his 2 legs. So hor, I think he forced himself to molt again to regrow the 2 stupid legs.

But somehow something went wrong in the process and he died T__________T

The 2 new legs on the left are noticeably smaller and scrawnier than the ones on the right. Boo kaki tempang T.T
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Conducted a bit of CSI.
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Trying to determine estimated time of death by measuring core temperature wtf.
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Anyhuu, no I did not throw his carcass into the dustbin or flush it down the loo wtf!

I kept it nicely in a jar and I plan to bury him at some beach the next time I go.

Bye bye dear Rascal. You were always my favorite baby T.T

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On to the birthday.

Celebrated Yenli’s birthday on Saturday, 2 days in advance.

Upon request (she is quite a weird one afterall), we headed to the new Murni outlet at Sunway Mas for the celebratory dinner.

And there I was, fussing over what outfit to wear and which handbag to carry wth.

Birthday girl utilizing all 23 years of life-experience to figure out how to open the box.
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Combining his 20+++ (not sure if he wants to keep his age confidential wtf) years of life-experience.
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Success!
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Awww <333
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Shun was a bit perplexed and asked me what the theme was. Because she somehow mistook the ladybugs for umbrellas wtf!
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No seriously, what the hell this is damn funny ok!

If those were umbrellas it would mean that the rain was falling from under the umbrellas wtf! Damn funny lor!

Or maybe the picture is in 3D and the rain is really falling behind the umbrellas, in the background la. Wtf.

But in her defense, it was raining that night.

The guys, telling the dude “I Love You”.
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Kin Yan, looking very happy.
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Shun, who sees umbrellas, and I.
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Doing the raised eyebrow.
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You all ditching my birthday to go karaoke? Damn terasa wei!
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The karaoke-goers.
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“Poison”: Literally the worse drink you could possibly order at Murni.
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One big mouthful of Triple H.
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Sharing is caring wtf get a room.
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She did that to herself. We didn’t even have to dunk her head in cake.
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Gobbling down a cupcake before leaving.
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Pwetty ladybug.
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After we had had enough of embarassing ourselves and annoying the other patrons at Murni with out booming high-pitched voices, we said our goodbyes and I headed over to Su-Ann’s place for a fruit juice party with the colleagues. Yes, very aunty.

Had gotten kedondong fruits plus 2 avocados to juice up with her brand new China-brand heavy duty blender.

Manatau my avocados were so unripe they had this horrible super strong bitter aftertaste, and the kedondongs were too fibrous (sorry guys, I forgot that the pasar malam people actually filter it first ha.ha.ha. don’t whack me) and salty.

Forced myself to drink half of my avocado juice, and threw the rest down the sink sobs. Damn sad ok, I normally *love* avocados.

Settled down on the couch to watch 500 Days of Summer, but in 10 seconds I was fast asleep. How unhappening.

We’ll just do breakfast the next time, wokay?

The fruits of our labor hohohum.
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Vincenzo and a 2+2+4 legged crab

Despite knowing that CNY is just around the corner and new dresses were going to have to be squeezed into, Shun, Swee Sin (no dresses for him tho) and I decided that it was necessary to stuff our faces with Italian cuisine on Sunday.

So much for your diet hor.

We were actually supposed to buy Swee Sin lunch last week (since he paid for our alcohol-fueled Christmas eve bash at Opera) but I got sent to The Resort In The Middle Of Nowhere so it had to be postponed to this Sunday lor.

Restaurant chosen by the lucky gentleman was Vincenzo Ristorante Italiano along Jalan Ara in Bangsar.

Waiting for them both in my car. ZOMG can it be that Shun actually found someone less punctual than herself???
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Yes I know I look ridiculously bimbotic/frivolous. It’s no wonder no one ever takes me seriously sigh.

Arrived safe and sound thanks to Swee Sin’s sense of direction.
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The place was pretty quiet and there were only 2 or 3 other groups of patrons besides us. In fact, we spotted 2 of the waiters shaking their legs and taking a fag outside the restaurant.

Scare me only, look like damn gangster man.

Interior looked pretty nice, save for the annoying dangling lights.
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Interior plus our faces.
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Took forever to decide what to order. Luckily can eat free bread first.
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My OK-tasting OK-priced Vincenzo Breeze mocktail.
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We ordered tomato bruschetta to be shared, minestrone soup for my goodself, salmon for Ah Shun, cod for Swee Sin and spaghetti marinara, again for yours truly (you didn’t think I could survive on just the soup did you?).

Shun with the bruschetta and my soup.
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Yes I was very hungry OK. But anyway it was a big mistake ordering the tomato-based spaghetti marinara cause I practically OD-ed on tomatoes.

Check out that fat face OMG!
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His cod was the most delicious thing I ever did taste! (OK fine I exaggerate, but definitely one of the most lar).
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The shellfish weren’t very well cleaned, so I didn’t finish them.
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Jalan Jalan Cari Makan Club: 1st Outing woots.
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Total bill was about RM230 so if split three-ways I guess it was reasonable lar but it wasn’t split three-ways cause we were paying for his share, kiamsiap me could not stop complaining damn tak tulus ikhlas I know lol.

Oh and another thing.

Shun woke up the next day with a horrible case of diarrhea, and I received a wee touch of it as well. So be forewarned.

Drove back to Swee Sin’s house to exchange cars (he was using his sister’s car cause her car was blocking the gate but she wanted to balik kampung edi so terpaksa change back to his lor blablayawn) and we couldn’t resist popping in to pay a visit to darling Lexus.

*Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!
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Handsome boy baru groom.
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Lemme gooo ARF ARF GRRRrRrrRrrr!
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That is one happy looking pup!
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After that, Shun insisted that she was hungry again so we got dragged to Baskin Robbins OMG.

At first I kept gushing about how much she was eating, but then I realized that I was the only one who had soup so very the paiseh lor sorry ya.

Anyhuu, we forgot that it was the 31st and the line at Baskin Robbins was super the longlonglong so we popped into McD’s instead for a cheaper alternative.

Yup. And that is how you end a 1500 Calorie meal.
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After that, I had to go to Guardian/Watsons to stock up on some toiletries and cosmetics, but I was feeling real poor, so I ended up buying cheaper-than-usual products boo.

Olay, Sunsilk, Maybelline, OMG what is this, high school??? Got the Sunsilk for free lar haiya, I where got hair fall problem wan *ahem.
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Tried out the Hada Labo hyaluronic acid lotion which has been receiving rave reviews.
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No of course I’m not putting it on my SKII-ed face.

I bought it to use as a pre-moisturiser moisturiser for my legs. Kinda like a double moisturiser thingy lar cause the scaly skin on my legs is super dry.

The thing only costs RM45 lidat (honestly hor hyaluronic is dirt cheap to produce wan lar) and you need to use a very tiny amount each time, so it’s very affordable. Don’t know whether or not it helps yet, but after using it, my skin becomes really smooth and nice.

And since we’re already on the topic of legs, let’s discuss my 2+2+4 legged crab.

I used to think that hermit crabs had 8 legs like normal crabs, but apparently they actually have a total of 10 legs zomg!

2 pinchers, 4 legs to walk with and 4 legs on the inside to hold on to the shell. Got more legs than caterpillar wei.

Anyhuu, when I came back from the Kursus Induksi, I discovered that Rascal had molted!!!

Second crab to molt, mummy happy but not as excited already lar. It’s kinda like giving birth to your second child.

Remnants of limbs littering the sand.
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But upon further observation, I realized that he was kind of limping.

Yah.

A limping crab.

Life is so full of surprises.

Picked him up for inspection, and then I discovered the most heart-wrenching thing ever.

Rascal’s pretty purple exoskeleton. Dunno why so hairy, must send to Dr Ranjit for laser hair removal wtf.
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Spotted the disability yet?
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His eyes damn freaky lar.
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That’s right.

Mummy didn’t educate him well enough.

Somehow he didn’t know that when he molts, he’s supposed to grow back the same number of legs as what he originally had.

So now poor Rascal doesn’t have the 2 walking legs on his right side, hence the bad limp T.T
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Damn heart pain OK haiyo I don’t know what to do. I feel like a mother who gave birth to a Thalidomide baby (pharmacy joke).

But I googled it up and apparently the legs will just miraculously grow back the next time he molts. Only I don’t think that will be anytime soon.

So now that he’s handicapped, my once daredevil Rascal is now confined to the ground cause he can’t climb coral too well anymore. So sad.

But it’s OK, mummy still loves you best. Just don’t tell the others.

My New Baby

Crabby alert!

Brought home my third baby cause I think Chloe was picking on Rascal too much and they needed a new sibling to help ease the tension.

She came in this beautiful pure white smooth shell, and I wanted to name her Lilian.
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But then they had a reshuffling of the shells (like immediately after I put her into the crabitat so I didn’t even have the chance to take a pic of her in her original shell ish!) and so I decided that “she” was to be a “he”, so Chloe and Rascal now have a new baby brother named Chester =)

Chloe -> Rascal -> Chester.
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Cabut!
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According to hermit crab websites (yes, such things do exist), I’m supposed to give them weekly baths – so I do, although I cannot fathom why. I don’t think they enjoy the baths very much.

Forming a hermit crab pyramid in a bid to escape.
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Let me out mama! T.T
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Pretty Chloe with her brand new leopard outer shell + purple exoskeleton.
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BOOYA!
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Chester’s exoskeleton is damn ugly actually. Can’t wait til he molts lol. Thank god I didn’t name him Lilian man, can you imagine a Lilian who looks like that?!!
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Rascal is still the cutest cause he’s so chubby!
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OM NOM NOM cat coming to pat kua.
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Monster Kat iz a-comin!
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They kept tipping over their old water bowl, so I decided to use some random ashtray my dad stole from his office instead since it was too heavy for them to overturn.
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All huddled up cozily together.
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The hills are alive~ With the sound of music~
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Oh by the way!!! I found out that hermit crabs actually communicate using some sorta weird language!!!

It’s like they scrap their shells together to produce this weird clicking sound. Well, at least Rascal does it. I’ve never actually heard the other 2 reply him. Maybe he’s just a bit spastic lar.

Chloe flaunting her new leopard shell.
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Used the circle of coral to make a deeper sand pit on the inside so they could burrow.
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I wish my crabitat was bigger, but I really don’t have the space to keep it anyways. Sigh. Quite kesian also lar to see them trapped in such a small enclosure. Although it’s waaaay better than what the petshop was keeping them in.

A Baby’s First Steps

Mr Soon Seng came over on Christmas day to pass me “Some Stuff”.

Turned out to be a Christmas gift he handcrafted himself.

Nicely wrapped too. Impressed, I am.
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ZOMG like frigging cute lar!
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Who would have thought shells looked so good with Santa accessories.
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Placed the Santa Shells into the crabitat, but neither Chloe nor Rascal took to them. Gee, I wonder why.
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Anyhuu, I couldn’t bear to see the dear things getting stained with dirt, so the Santa Shells are now sitting on my office desk, in place of my 2 babies themselves hohum.

Thanks for such a creative gift, Soon Seng!

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Sunday was kancheongness man!!!!!!!!

I had just reached home from the PeeDee trip, and I came up to my room to check on my babies, Chloe and Rascal.

Picked Rascal up and he terus hid in his shell. Still not too fond of me it seems boo.

Picked Chloe up and omg she slid halfway out of her shell. Like she was literally just dangling there!!!

T.T

SUPER PANIC lor that time!

Quickly placed her in a small container and poured salt water on her. I thought she was dying due to kekeringan cause this stupid Rascal overturned the water oyster-shell-bowl again.

No help.

She kept sliding out more and more, millimeter by millimeter. Huuhuu. I could see that her eyes had turned grey – a sign of dead corneas wtf which meant she was dying. But the inner side of her body was still pink and heaving as though she was struggling to breathe.

And then!!!

Suddenly, the whole thing slid out.

And underneath it, in the shell, lay another exoskeleton – this one bright pink in colour!

ZOMG! Chloe just molted!!!!

[Definition of molt: Periodic shedding of the cuticle in arthropods or the outer skin in reptiles. It’s like how snakes change their skins lar. Apparently hermit crabs not only change their siput shells as they grow, they change their actual exoskeleton as well!]

AND I WAS FORTUNATE ENOUGH TO WITNESS IT HAPPENING!!!

Super stoked man! Like, what are the chances of you being around right at the exact moment your hermit crab decides to push off its old exoskeleton??!! Thank god thank god!

The ugly thing on the right is the exoskeleton she just shed.
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With flash.
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The thing looks damn kao gross ok! I didn’t want to pick it up, so I used a pair of scissors to push it into the food bowl. Cause I’m supposed to leave it there for them to eat to replenish their calcium levels wtf.

Even the eyes and antennae kena shed leh!
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Chloe spent another couple of days hiding in her siput shell while her new exoskeleton hardened and turned from pink to purple. Now I know why this type of hermit crabs are called “purple pinchers”.
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I feel like a mum watching her baby take her first steps!! Or maybe like a mum who just gave birth lol. So happie hehehe!

As for Rascal, well, that fella moved into the stupid balitong shell which inhibited his movement quite a bit. So I used a pair of bigass pliers (or whatever you call them) to cut off the top part of the shell.

From this punk rocker shell wtf…
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To this. Lol.
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Mummy mummy am I handsome??
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Don’t think he even realises there’s a hole in his side. He seems happy enough.
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Nicely done *pats self on back.
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And finally, I kutiped quite a lot of coral (they were already dead and washed up on the beach so it’s not illegal ok) from PeeDee and brought them home for my babies.

Now their home feels so much more organic and natural.

All I need now is one of those mini bubbling fountain thingies to simulate the moving waters of the ocean. Wonder where I can get one hmm.

Home sweet home.
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Of a wedding and my babies

Early on Sunday, Voon Yuen, Su-Ann and I met up at Subang Parade of all places for breakfast and a brief shopping stint. Our mission was to buy matching stuff for our workplaces but it failed cause Parkson sucks.

EDM, being the smart one, only joined us later on, when we were more or less done with scouring Parkson.

And then, the 4 of us headed down to Klang to attend Azri + Maya’s wedding.

This was my first Malay wedding ever, and also the first time a friend was getting married (Jing Mein’s registration not counted) so I was understandably pretty excited. And that’s not even considering the fact that both Azri and Maya are colleagues of ours and we’ve been teasing them into getting married for a whole year!!!

Apparently Malay weddings aren’t as elaborate and extravagant as Chinese ones, so we dressed down in jeans and blouses (except EDM who wore a shirt lar).

Their wedding must be one of the more elaborate ones cause there was a massive row of lovely tents.
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There were people making cendol for the guests *slurps.
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The newlyweds looking resplendent in their matching outfits.
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Su-Ann honeyboo and I.
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Eng Tat, EDM, Voon Yuen, me and Su-Ann honeyboo.
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The cutting of the cake literally took 10 minutes cause so much photo-taking was going on.
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EDM looking damn aunty with his blue handbag.
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Adat resam bersanding.
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Groupie of the bureau gang + Linda’s bf (left-most).
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Chester holding the wedding invitation and the super cute doorgift-bag.
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Random: Su-Ann honeyboo bought me a bellystud from Thailand as a souvenir/Xmas gift =)))
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We weren’t there for very long before it started raining BAH spoiler betul. But anyway most of the guests, who had probably been there all morning, were beginning to leave, so we all wished the couple our very best wishes and left.

Congrats Azri and Maya!!! =)

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Brought Chloe and Rascal home today, cause I wanted to change their sand. The one I had bought was synthetic and probably wasn’t very healthy for them.

Susah-payah went to Summit after work in search of sand, and found it at the Creepy Crawly shop, as I had expected. Damn expensive – 4.5kgs cost me RM55!!! Geez I’m really investing a whole lot here! Bought a little hollow kayu thingy for them to hide inside too.

Their re-refurbished home and my horrible parquet floor.
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Rascal looking super adorable!
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Love those beady eyes!!!
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Rascal giving me some sexy leg action.
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Rascal on the left, Chloe on the right.
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Besides the slight variations in their shells, I can tell them apart by their personalities – Chloe is waaay more chicken than Rascal, as demonstrated by this photo.
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So I’m like really glad they didn’t die over the long weekend when I left them alone at the office. As a matter of fact, I sorta think their time alone did them good, cause they seem a lot more active now =)

Random: I got a new maid, and she arrived a day before the old one left. Good coordination allows the old to teach the new the ropes.

My dog who has bitten countless people always seems to be able to tell the maids apart from non-maids, and always gives them a fond welcome cause he knows they’ll be the ones feeding him wth.
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Oh yeah and whilst I was choosing the sand, the petshop man asked if I liked the outdoors and I lied and said okok. Then he invited me to join him on some camping trips and I was like OH NO lol. As much as I adore nature, I will probably never go camping ever!

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