Programming

Life is like programming, how's that?

First, you write your program with a particular language, that's your family. You start developing everything from scratch, you are building your life.

As you continue to write more and more code, your program gets larger, more complex, and depends on your programming experience, your understanding in how things work in the platform you are programming, that leads to the quality of your program. Just like your life, as you grow older, the knowledge, the wealth, and everything you hold, both physically and mentally, dictates the quality of your life.

Every now and then, we created bug in our program. If we fixed it earlier, the damage is minor. Some bugs are not discovered immediately, it stays there for a long time, but anyhow, it will haunt you back, when you are least expected. Just like so many unexpected things happen around in our life. Some of the time, the bug is so nasty, it takes us a while to fix it, where in life, sometimes we are so stubborn and doesn't realize and accept our mistakes, until one day, we were knocked on our head, and there we starting to change.

Of course, we can't write everything by ourselves, because there are lots of libraries, frameworks, plugins, that we could use, we don't reinvent the wheel. Just like our friends, we need their help, we count on them, we live with them. But nothing is perfect, all these tools are bound to have bugs, it's either we get a newer bug fixed version or we have to deal with it ourselves. It's either your friends give in or you compromise.

During the development of your program, you might discover the limitations of the programming language you are using, or even bugs. We often have to create something of our own to overcome these limitations, deal with the bugs, or even support the programming language by fixing these bugs, giving feedbacks, suggestions, etc. Because your program dependent on it, it's the root of your program. And family is something you couldn't abandon, like it or not, you have to support it, it's who you are, and it makes what you are. Some people sees it as a burden, but some people sees it as treasure.

It looks like you have all the control over your program, but then again, there's no perfect program.

My little space

This is my little space: Inside my car!


Inside my little baby.

The meaning of little space here is, a place that you feel safe, feel relax and feel free to do things that you normally wouldn't do: cursing bad words where a gentleman never does; sing like crazy where a shy person or bad vocal always avoid to do; talk to yourself where you normally think only insane people does that; play your mobile phone games; get a peace of mind; sleep; cry.. well, you get what I mean.

It is a place you think so safe that you could actually do anything you want, without anyone bothering you and stop worrying what people will think of you. It just you, and you alone.

Yeah, I did all of those mentioned above in my car, especially singing and talking to myself, hahaha! And another little space I have is the toilet! It's a place so private that you would not even want to share it with anyone, thus, it's one of the place that you truly found yourself alone but safe.

So where's your little space?

Disfigured, my beloved

I still remember just recently, I was still glad and told myself how fortunate I haven't got into any accident, for the past 1 and a half year, and no major damage and scratches inflicted, at least.

And there, not too long after, I fucked up my baby.

Distraction kills, that's the golden word you must always bear in mind if you are a driver.


Quite noticeable spot if you look from front.

I was driving back from breakfast at the local bazaar, with my family. As usual, for no reason, my niece got into this berserk mode, crying and shouting for some unreasonable matter, kids these days... It was really getting into my nerves, and my phone was no where to be found in my pocket, overly annoyed, I looked down at my seat to search for it. And all of a sudden, "Caaaaaarrrr aaahhh!!", my father who at the passenger seat, yelled. It was too late when I saw a reversing car in front my me. Squeaking and banging sound was heard from the front left side of my car. You can imagine what sort of cursing words I had in mind that time...


Large area of scratches, but I guess can somewhat be partially removed with some cleaning

Life always giving us signals, signals that guide us through our lives, that alarm us we are about to get into trouble, if we ignore them, stronger and more serious signals will continue to bug us, until we learn our lesson. I guess I was too confident in driving until I started to become careless, and this is what I get to learn that.


You can see it was concaved at head light side.

Wonder what happened to the car I smashed into? A somewhat unexpected event, but quite typical. The driver was an Indian, his name is Siva. After some "discussion", to my surprise, he told me to take my car to his usual workshop, and he would pay for the repairs. After sent my family back, I went looking for this workshop of his known as "Kim Sang", which has a mechanic name "Ah Seng". But his description was so blur that I couldn't figure out where is this workshop, eventually he agreed to guide me there the next day.


Even more noticeable at this angle, my poor baby...

Unfortunately, "The number you have dialed is not in service" was what I get when trying to call his mobile number the next day, which was still contactable yesterday. Baahh, if he was willing to go into the troubles of terminating his phone number just because a mere hundred ringgit or so, I might just forget his offer. After all, I actually felt more guilty than him...

Flood zone, in a parking lot?

That day went to have dinner at Hard Rock Cafe. It was sort of a team dinner, because our product manager was here from HQ, and also another developer was here too to conduct knowledge transfer on an existing project. Of course, everyone in the R&D was welcome to join the dinner.

Hard Rock Cafe KL is located at Wisma Concorde, just next to Concorde Hotel. We parked our car at Concorde Hotel, and walked our way through Wisma Concorde's parking lot to enter the building.

And I noticed an interesting sign painted on the column in the parking lot. It is labeled "FLOOD ZONE".


This parking area is a FLOOD ZONE, oh great!

It was quite hilarious to see this sign. It probably means your car might end up in water if you park here, so park at your own risk!

Kuala Lumpur is famous for its flash flood, thanks to Klang river and unwell city planning around the area, roads, parking lots and others will be under water if heavy rain continues for over 2 hours. Although billions has been spent to fix it, especially the SMART project, but the problem still persists. Like the flood water, everything the government spent is just down to drain...

The traffic jam curse

What people usually do when they are in a hurry, but trapped in a traffic jam?

1. Use the emergency lane (A proud Malaysian heritage!)
2. Keep on honking so that the vehicle in front, and every other 100+ more ahead will move faster, brilliant! (Another proud Malaysian habit!)
3. Choose the faster moving lane, cut left and right (I guess this is the typical solution)

This is the story of me using the typical solution, choosing the faster lane to queue while trapped in a traffic jam.

I can't help to think that there's a traffic jam curse casted on me. What say so? Apparently, whenever I encounter a traffic jam, if I tried to cut between lanes and choose the faster moving side, usually ends up where the chosen one becomes the slowest moving lane... It happens so frequent until I started to notice this strange phenomenon! I always tell myself I have made a mistake or take the action too late, and other cars already jam up that lane. But frankly, this strange behavior sometimes really makes me think twice before making the decision to switch lane.

So, am I being paranoid or I'm just lack of experience of choosing the right lane, or it just plain damn bad luck?

Da original Chili Pan Mee?

This noon went to eat this chili pan mee, which supposed to be the original first stall to introduce pan mee with chili recipe. It is known as Kin Kee Chili Pan Mee(健记辣椒板面), located around the area between Sogo and The Mall(sorry, I'm not good at places). The essence of the whole deal is the chili seasoning, it's a kind of fried chili chunks, you add them into your normal pan mee, stir them thoroughly, voila, the chili pan mee. So I guess most people go there craves for the special made chili seasoning, pan mee becomes the supporting role.


Full house!

Like any famous stuffs, it usual draws lots of people flocking into it. By the time we arrived there, it was already full house. Of course, with this crowd of people, you couldn't really get any responsive service, so it took a while for us to make order, and get our drinks.

But the boss's memory quite impressed me, he has this ability to recognize which table of customer comes first, and which comes later, so he wouldn't mess up the sequence of orders.

We waited around 1 hour to get our pan mees.


The original dried pan mee, without adding the chili seasoning, looks yummy?


Added 2 spoons of chili now... they call their chili as "Gun Powder"

We had ordered 4 bowls for 3 people, me, Chean and Karen, because the mee size looks small from what we saw in other customers'. Me and Chean shared the extra one, and we poured around 4 spoons of chili chunks into the pan mee, without even try how hot is the chili first... it was a big mistake!


It looks quite nice isn't it?

It was hot at the beginning, and it's getting worse later. And finally our tongue almost become numb due to the chili hotness.


Fully loaded with chili seasoning, not a good idea...


Chean suffering from chili burning and sweat like hell...


The "Gun Powder", and it's very hot!


Mission accomplished!

So, what's the verdict?
For me, I think it's overrated. I expect a better, special, very delicious pan mee for a waiting of 1 hour. The chili seasoning was a bit salty, not really fragrant enough, the mee in the other hand, a bit soft due to overcook, and it tastes like any other pan mee, nothing special. But overall, it still taste not bad, worth a try, but I prefer Face to Face Noodle House pan mee in Damansara, and my mum's homemade pan mee more!

Strange fever, and persisting!

Having this sick since 4 days ago, Thursday. I already started to feel hot and cold symptom when I woke up, but I can't take a day off, because my demo is that day, and my demo video just half finished.

Upon reaching the office, the effect starting to get worse, my body was actually hot but I can feel the coldness shivering from my fingers and toes, to my spine! I was trembling in hot body temperature. Also having this sore throat and some muscle pain and headache. Well, this doesn't look strange to me, I was telling myself, "Got tonsillitis again huh?" So I quickly finished my video , took my leave and dashed to the clinic to see the doctor. But to my surprise, the doctor told me my tonsils didn't enlarge, it was the palate or something, generally the throat inflamed. This was kinda relief for me. So I just went back home and let the sleeping took over whole day...

The next day morning, Friday, the situation seemed under control, my throat was not that pain, the fever was gone that time. So I drove to work as usual, although with million unwilling... Since the fever had gone, so I purposely delayed 1-2 hours of the medicine intake time, coz I never really like fever or pain killer medicine, due to some bad experiences other people has. I took it at 930am, just before our team retrospective meeting begun. After around 10 minutes, the nightmare started again, hot and cold. Although not as bad as yesterday, but it was still quite unbearable, and the damn fever medicine effect still hadn't kick in! I have to walk out the room few times, hug myself with my arms, and doing anything that unnoticed to others but can give me warmth. Finally I decided to take the anti-biotic 1 hours earlier. I don't know it was due to the anti-biotic or fever medicine, situation got stabilized. I managed to stand till the meeting over and once more, dashed to the clinic!

The doctor said she told me yesterday I can take the fever medicine 4 hours interval if it is coming back so frequent, well, I was too blur yesterday and I missed that part. Anyway, it's weekend ahead, things should be better with more rest right?

But that Friday night, was really hell time for me. The fever still persisted, sometimes not even 3 hours after taking the medicine it came back! My room is so hot, and my body was so hot, some more I have to cover myself in blanket coz the shiver feeling was coming along with the fever! All this made up a new record of body temperature at WHOPPING 40.3°C! I felt my face gonna get roasted, fortunately still not till the unconscious status.

This persisting fever leads many people to 1 conclusion: Dengue! So the next day, Saturday, my sis fetched me to Pantai Hospital Cheras, to get a blood test. After all the hassles till 1pm, and I got 1 answer: Viral infection. Oh great, I asked the doctor what's the cause, he was mumbling away saying "running nose, flu..." So I assume the infection got into the blood or something.

So I found a bit relief from the doctor because it was not dengue(doctor seems like to hold the key of comforting patient more than curing them...), and went back to continue my sick life with his prescribed medicine.

So, today, Sunday, what now?
This morning till noon, the fever had not come back, just the head felt heavy and stomach a bit upset, most probably due to those "powerful" medicine. So I decided to skip the fever medicine, once more, which should be taken at 2pm. Then later, my place rained, and the temperature started to get down pretty fast, perhaps not that fast, but my fingers and toes starting to get cold, and well, as you can guess, so is the body temperature starting to rise. Great, then for the past few hours, I was like lying dead around, weak, hot, cold and others...

I decided to wash my hair coz they were like beggar's hair, smelly, sticky, and hard. Perhaps the warm water has cleared my mind.

I starting to tell myself, I cannot be like this weak and waiting to die situation, weak because I didn't eat enough, so what if the temperature goes up, I can't control it, only the medicine, as long as I take them in time, my immune system will do the job, I must give my body any support it needs, mental, medicine, nutrients, to fight this sickness! I won't loose it! Dammit!


So, should I take leave tomorrow? Hehehe!

Langkawi, chocolate hunt!

Went for our R&D department team building trip in Langkawi island, few days after back from KK.

Really exhausted, but still, the trip was quite OK.


The hanging bridge at the cable car, Bukit Machinchang

Went to the cable car, checking out the newly (well, not so new I guess, but for me it is) constructed cliff hanging bridge there.


Tasik Dayang Bunting (Lake of The Pregnant Maide)

Also island hoping, the word speaks it all, that means hoping from 1 island to another around Langkawi. Kinda nice experience visiting around on a boat.

And of course some team events building back to the hotel.


Got 8 flavors of Ritter Sport chocolate!

Last but not least, the duty free shopping mania! I'm no alcoholic nor smoker, but I have the urge for chocolates! Got to know this brand, Ritter Sport, when I was in KK. Small packet, with acceptable price, and plenty of flavors, got me into this hunt! Apparently, different shops selling different flavors, and no single shop sells all of them. So I have to visit shop by shop to get all available flavors. Not too hard job coz most of the shops are near to each other. I guess my collector urge took over that time.


Can't fit the baggage size box, still OK to treat as hand carry? Hehehe!

A 3 days 2 night trip, exhausted, but meaningful.

What happened to Mount Kinabalu Expedition?

What started must have an end, but I'm not really in the mood to write the end. Partly because it's a failure for me, and the journey is not really pleasant, but Chean's description speaks it all: Unforgettable!


Peaks that I never reached...

OK, what's the deal with failure? My knees started to pain on 2/3 journey to the rest house. Thanks to the knee support, I managed to get to the rest house without much hassles. But I was starting to crawl in pain. At this point, the golden question popped up, to continue with the peak or not to? There's some things to consider, the next day gonna be another 5+ hours journey down hill, if I busted my knees for going to the peak, how am I gonna get down? I don't want to drag slow the whole party again. This reminds me of the Nuang incident, I was like a total crippled after coming back, I can't sleep well at night coz whenever I moved, my knees was killing pain. You should see how I got up and down from stairs! The question of will I get disabled for the rest of my life did pop up that time, and so was the question do I need surgery to get recover. And I told myself that time, I should have stopped, I should have made that decision, and I will not do something that stupid again. So I had made a decision to stop and not continue with the peak.

But that hard decision starting to haunt me back, whenever I saw the photos they took at the peak, and other things relating to it. Should I have just continue with the peak, and care less about the consequences later? Was I considered too much? As a teenager, well, sort of, we need to dare to face whatever challenges, without that much consideration. I am really in dilemma, even after the trip.

I couldn't care less about others saying me fail to reach the top, and giving insulting remarks, just that I couldn't stop myself diving into this dilemma situation again and again...

But as long as I'm alive, there is still chances to do it again right?

To Mount Kinabalu!

I'm going to land my feet on the nature ground of Sabah, the very east island of Malaysia, on 19th June 2007. And from there, I'm heading to Mount Kinabalu on the next day, it's another will bashing, body and mental torturing, shit hard journey of my life.


The stuffs I've bought for this trip! Holy shit!


The two backpacks I'm bringing, left: The North Face Terra 40, right: Deuter Hokus Pokus (approximately 20 liter)


The green stick, Coleman Walking stick, and the knee supports, as well as the rain cover for my TNF backpack. (Deuter rain cover for TNF backpack, how ironically funny! Hahaha!)


The North Face trekking/hiking shoes, and the MUND socks for trekking. You gonna feel quick dry coolness in those sweating condition, well, that's what I was being told...


My food and energy supplies, sort of...

We started this plan like last year November, and things got heated up during last 2 months. Especially after the Nuang incident. We starting to seek equipments for the trip, preparing ourselves with information as well as items. From backpacks to wind breakers, from powerbars to training(mostly gals who went for the training, shame on us guys), we were looking at every details!

For me, I spent quite a lot on equipments, coz I don't really have most of them, backpack, shoes, etc. Fortunately, most of them can be used after this, and also I was able to get some cold weather wears from family and friends.

KK Rough Expenses:


The list excluded some minor expenses, like foods, toiletries, etc, those that small and hard to calculate, and also many intangible expenses, for example, petrol, parking and others you spent during your research time. And don't forget the time we have spent for those.

So, am I ready for the great challenge? The answer is a definite NO. With my injured knees that doesn't seem to recover, lack of training, and I can't even stuck all my stuffs into my backpacks! Dang, I'm so not ready! Hiking Mount Kinabalu?! What have I got myself into?!

UPDATED:
This is how my backpack looks like after I forced all my stuffs into it. The 2 rocket canon like thingy is sleeping bags. Holy shiet!


This is not rocket launcher!

What the hell is this WGA trying to do?

That day I tried to browse using Firefox with my laptop, then my F-Secure Client Security popped up this alert on an unauthorized attempt to connect some site. After reading the alert, I was puzzled, it said that WgaTray.exe was trying to act as an Internet Server, WGA, which is the short form for Microsoft's notorious Windows Genuine Advantage. No doubt my laptop is using an original, genuine, licensed, whatever you call it, copy of Windows XP Professional Edition. So I'm not getting this due to what piracy issue, or anything related to it.


First, I was trying to access Maybank2u.com.


Then I tried Google. Notice Maybank2u.com went timeout when I chose to deny its access.


Same goes with Dictionary.com.


YouTube anyone? Dictionary timed out too after I clicked Deny.



And finally it showed me this, it's an UDP protocol, notice the IP address, Any IP address?! You gotta be kidding...

The interesting part is, which ever site I tried to browse using Firefox, WgaTray.exe will try to connect that site too. If I choose allow, it will load the site, if I clicked deny, the page will eventually went timed out, what the? WGA prevents Firefox to access internet in this case? At first I thought those sites has what affiliation with Microsoft, which to help them verify the genuineness of the user's copy of Windows, but soon I gave up that idea, because when I tried to browse the same site with Internet Explorer, nothing happens. I didn't get any alert from my client security, and the site loaded perfectly. This is indeed strange...


It works like wonder when using IE!


Time for some video... Eerrr.. with IE? No way!


What the hell is this WGA trying to achieve here? I googled around, but couldn't find any info on this, perhaps my well known poor searching skill failed to obtain any result... So any experts out there has any idea?

I have auto update turned on, and Windows will automatically install what ever updates for me, who knows what the hell it installed for me that causing this! Dang!

My Yahoo! Mail Beta layout screwed up!

That day I accidentally dragged the border of the left frame in my Yahoo! Mail Beta, and it expanded wider. I tried to drag it back to the original size, but no prevails.

Then another day, I accidentally double click the border of the mail listing frame, again, it expanded longer to the bottom, then this itchy hand of mine tried to double click it few more times, it continued to expand until it reached the bottom and can't expand anymore. As you can guess, no matter what and how I tried, I can't make it back to the original height.


Oh yeah, the fat and the tall... sheeshh!

And there, my main Yahoo! Mail layout now completely ruined and screwed. I can no longer previewing the mail at the bottom, only able to read them from a new tab.

Any expert out there has any idea how to fix it? Ya, it happens only in my workstation Firefox, no problem on my laptop or other browsers. Probably clear the cache or the browser settings or something can help? I am thinking to revert back classic version then change back to this Beta one, no idea whether it works or not though...

UPDATED:
Solution found! I discovered that Yahoo! kept the layout info in your cookie! So, clear or delete your Yahoo! Mail cookie will restore back the original layout!


Look at the Content field of my mail.yahoo.com cookie, that should be my layout info.


I deleted the cookie and everything back to normal! HOORAY!

Monday blue

Today supposed to be the first day of school holiday, which will last for 2 weeks, and what it means to working people like us? Free from that day to day horrible traffic jam nightmare, it won't completely go away, but at least the jam won't be that serious.

But I guess I was wrong. Upon reaching the East-West Link toll (or some of you call it the Connaught Highway), it started to jam, trains of cars, queuing to pay their "blackmail money". We were suppose to pay for a better and faster route to the city, and yet, we still suffer traffic jam after that, only in Bolehland I must say!


Started to jam before toll.


Continue to jam after toll.


Started to rain some more, great!

After paid my toll fee, it started to rain, then I was slowly moving in snail tempo for almost 30 minutes, and finally discovered the reason behind this terrible jam. Apparently the rain already started in the area after the toll, it was heavy, and whenever there is heavy rain, the motorcyclist suffers. They have to find shelter for cover. And that's what happened, motorcyclist were all taking shelter under the flyover along the highway, and believe me, it was a huge crowd! My rough estimation, at least 100 motorcyclists cover both side of the road, and completely taken the left lane! That was why it so jam because it created a bottleneck there.

What a way to start my Monday!

My sister new house

Went to my sister new house after our breakfast. It is a 3 storey town house, where each storey is an unit by itself. My sis bought the lowest one, which doesn't require to climb any stairs, this is good for the elders to visit, easier for kids, and with your private court yard, it somehow makes your house like a house, but it actually a shared 3 storeys building.


The front gate.


The kitchen and dining room, the first thing you see when you go in.


The living room.


Master bedroom.


Master bedroom toilet.


View from master bedroom windows.


One of the room.


The shared toilet.


The other room.

3 rooms, 2 toilets, not too big, not too small, very suitable for a small family, don't know when can I get mine?

Scratches, scratches, I hate you!

Added another wound to my baby today. This is no small unnoticeable scratch, it's a near 2cm wide, 7cm long, almost chipped off my car paint, blacky scratch. Starting from my car's rear signal light, and extending toward the rear passenger door!


That's a long scar I must say...

I was waiting in front of Chean's house, with Loong. We were going to Yanny's house for our usual Saturday morning swimming session. Then suddenly "bang", a sound coming from my back, although it's not very loud, but it was absolutely stunning, because I knew it was something which hit my car that had made this sound. Then this truck, drove by, and we can see its back compartment door, swinging back and forth! Apparently this guy had not close the door properly, or it was broken and went loose open!

At that moment, I was totally speechless. This incident had just made my day because how often you can get so "lucky" where an accident happened in front of you, and you were just parking on the street?

The truck continued to hit another car further in front, and eventually the driver behind, honed to notify him. Then started this quarrel, argument and whatever negotiation between the victim and the careless driver, while me just sat there, still in speechless mode. Frankly, what can I do? Join the club and fuck the guy? He is an aged uncle, and I don't think I can gain anything from him, scold him in the face just to release my anger and frustration? It's just pure pointless act, I'm way better than that.

Just hope I can somehow make the scratch fade a bit.. speaking of which, I has not washed my baby for like... 2 months? Shit...

I want to believe

I want to believe that,

I am a decent, caring and good person.
But no. I'm not.
I started a stupid campaign few weeks back, where I told myself, whenever I was driving on the road, as long as a vehicle turn on its signal, I would let them pass, at any junctions, I would give way to the other cars. I want to educate the Malaysian drivers about driving manners. At first it was pretty easy, but soon after few days, I started to ignore them, sometimes even curse them. Indeed, I'm an impatient person, although I tried, temper still strikes, I starting to believe I have low EQ also.
I want to care for others, but I just can't get it out spontaneously from my heart, most of the time I only realize I should do this or that, after it happened, where it's too late. Even if I managed to do it, it seems so fake, and did it horribly, to my family, to my friends, to anyone I know. Ya, I'm indeed a hypocrite.

I have a successful and secure career.
I can buy many things, I can treat my friends drinks, foods, entertainment, so what? Look at my age, and look at other people around that is same age with me, what do you see? Manager? Shop owner? Married and owning cars and houses? I have nothing compare to them.

I am smart and knowledgeable.
Yeah right, I'm lazy and that's the one thing which get you to no where! I don't read I don't study, I don't improve myself and I'm ignorance to the changes of the world, even my own working field. I'm becoming more stupid everyday, my memory sucks, my logic analysis sucks. I look at those labor workers, they work so hard everyday, using their body to earn money, while me, the lazy pig, just stick my butt on the chair, and I get that shit load of money, what the hell is this?

I am healthy and fit.
Fat ass with tummy, and can't even get rid of it no matter how hard I tried. Fragile body, others can get going after one day rest, where I just busted my knees and cripple for almost 2 weeks. Not good in any sports, in fact, I suck at all of them.

I am positive and optimistic.
Don't make me laugh. A whiner that hide inside his useless and meaningless blog, I only see coward, nothing else.

I can't get things done properly, I feel so helpless, you know the feeling when you want to do something but you just couldn't? As if your life has just deserted you...

And it took me so damn long to write a post like this, until I can't even remember what kind of shits I wanna express here. Fuck it, I will just stop here...

I want to believe what I'm not... too bad, it just ain't happening...


P/S: Don't mind me, ignore this post, I don't know what happened, but I just lost it, emotional pitfall I guess...

The Queen of Fruits is in the town!

I don't know about your place, but here, we call Durian, the King of Fruits. And the Queen? Mangosteen! It's one of my favorite fruit!


3KG for RM10, around 30 mangosteens inside.

This morning, on the way for breakfast at the bazaar with mum, saw bags of mangosteen hanging by the fruit stall, and it immediately catches my eyes!


The white and juicy flesh!

RM10 for 3KG, standard price I guess, probably can get cheaper elsewhere, but I just can't resist it, and eventually bought a bag.


Oh, over ripen? Starting to have yellowish flesh...

The verdict? For me, I think 3 out of 5, that's average. There are around 30 mangosteens in the bag. After tasted severals, some of them were sweet and juicy, while others were a bit sour, and there were also some with hard flesh, probably not fully ripen yet. Nonetheless, I still get quite a satisfaction out of it.


Oh yeah! It's mine, all mine!

Share a little fact with you guys, if you have eaten a mangosteen before, probably you have heard this from your elders or friends. Extracted from Wikipedia:

The number of aril pods is directly related to the number of petals on the bottom of the pericarp.

That means if there are 5 petals at the bottom of a mangosteen, you should find also 5 pieces of flesh inside. Prove? Here you go:


5 petals!



5 fleshes (or arils)! Sorry for the deformed flesh, I peeled it instead of using a knife to cut it open.

I'm going to get some mangosteen again! Yummy!