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I did it once and some people were awed. some said it was it was coincidence. some said 'fuck lah, you think this is real. it's a fluke. do it again!" so, i didn't dare. in case it won't repeat itself again. what if i made a fool out of myself? i am like...this is....alien stuff, man! :-)

read part one of rice can read here.

and then read part two of rice can read here.

anyway, out of prompting from some friends, i did it again. i tried it out again and wondering what the odds are against it this time. i don't know, not sure. if it turns out shit....what lah, man. what a disappointment, right?

but there is a focus. a conviction in me. i believe in it because i did not touch the thing for the whole duration of time.

after about a month, this is what love rice looked like.


the hate rice was like this. 




not too much diff. never  mind.

my part-time maid comes along to clean my place and i always tell her not to touch the two containers.

and here's the result.


here's hate rice.


you decide.

if you want to see it for yourself, SMS me. :-)
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shanaz@RS said…
ohmylard, I have read about the experiment somewhere, but I didn't know that Marsha would try it out herself and got jaw-dropping results. I may do this experiment myself then just to confirm (not that your experiment is rigged or anything..hehe). Gosh, this is simply exciting!
July 23, 2010 at 1:05 AM
Marsha Maung said…
shanaz, hahaha..it's really really funny, the result. you've just got to believe it when nature gives you the same message the second time round...

let me know what you end up with!!
July 25, 2010 at 11:31 AM
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