Showing posts with label bugs. Show all posts
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Thursday, 16 February 2012

Cicak : Part 3


I know, right...part 3?

This time, I was driving. 

It was dark. 

The road was quiet. 

No one else around.

Taking an exit, I carefully checked my mirrors, glanced in the rearview…

[jeng jeng jeng!!!]

CICAK!?!

Are you for real?

Clinging onto my back window.

As if he was waiting all day for me to drive past, then lept on board. 

He looked at me sideways, with his one, creepy little eye...

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Even though cicak have proven their stickiness, and gross-ness, to me before, I was somehow concerned for the little guy, that he might fly off, to his death. 

I drove really slowly to the petrol station.

Checking my mirror every few seconds. 

I would have had an animal welfare crisis if he suddenly wasn't there. 

I got out the car and the guy at the pump said to me, happily,

"Look. You have friend!"

Um. 

Don't know if I'd go that far...

Sunday, 13 November 2011

The Return of the Cicak

*gag*

I just // almost // had a cicak-episode-two moment. 

In my room, went to hang up my towel and got a FRIGHT:

[eww]

Cicak. 

There it was, in all its fat, translucent, tail-less glory, sitting exactly where I was about put my towel. 

*vom*

I saw it just in time.

My heart skipped a few beats as I had a wild flashback - touching…wriggling…screaming…dropping things…jumping around…

Eww. 

(Sigh, what are you thinking about? I'm talking about this!)

=.=

Today was a lucky escape.

Monday, 26 September 2011

Extra Protein

At lunch, the mamak shop, my friend came over with his food and told me;

Friend: "Just now, there was a dead fly in the curry and I told the guy. And you know what he did? He just fished it out and carried on serving the other customer." 

And then he reenacted his pose - mouth slightly open, furrowed brow, questioning hand…a loaded pause like…is that it? Is that all?

Funny. 

But hey, what else do you expect? This event did not surprise me. But it did remind me of another…

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I'd just finished work and I was feeling hungry and lazy. 

So I decided on a brief visit to the supermarket : sausage bun and curry puff, here I come. No need to cook, no need to wait, everything I need, in my hands. Yes. 

I bought my goodies back to the car (eating-whilst-driving: very bad-Malaysian-traffic-jam-habit…). 

Very excited. 

Very hungry. 

Very happy. 

I got on the road.

Picked up plastic with bun inside. 

Put on lap. 

Opened plastic.

Put hand in bag…missed cos I'm driving. 

Looked down to ensure bag-entry. 

Saw this:

[yes, that is a whole fly]

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???

It's a miracle I didn't crash. For real.  

I actually wailed loudly in my car, SUCH was the horror and disappointment. 

How disgusting, a fly, baked into my bun. BAKED into it!! This is no mamak shop, this was an actual proper establishment. Supposedly.  

No bun for me. 

:(

I imagine my dad would have said, "What's the problem, a bit of extra protein!"

And I did consider eating around it. But then I didn't. 

Cos the fly still had wings. 

Thursday, 22 September 2011

Cicak

I like cicak. 

I actually do, I think they're cute and they eat flies and bugs, which is nice. 

But I just had a horrifying run-in with one, and our relationship has cooled somewhat…

[not my hand...]


I was about to take a shower. 

There was a cicak on the bathroom wall and it panicked when I came in. I always find that funny, when you get too close and they do their wiggly, panicky run.

Me: "I'm having a shower, cicak, I'm not trying kill you." 

It ran and hid under the sink. 

I hung my towels on the back of the door and continued…

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…I got out of the shower, grabbed my towel and wrapped myself.

Then I did the re-wrap. You know the re-wrap? Securing the towel for walking through the house. 

But.

As as I did this, I saw in the mirror - horror - the cicak! It was ON ME!!!!

!!!

CICAKONMYSKIN!

I froze for about 1/2 a second…and then I SCREAMED and jumped around, which is rare, but on this occasion, unavoidable.

Problem was, cicak are used to climbing walls, aren't they?? So it didn't just fall off, it was STUCK to me!!!! Actually stuck!!

CICAK STUCK TO MY BODY!

YUKKK!

YUKKKKKKKK!!!!

I actually had to FLICK it off.

Shudder. 

And run from the bathroom. 

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Always check your towels, friends!!!