Rambutan, Cows and DVDs

So we drove back to our hometown last weekend, and my mother asked us to stop by my late grandparents' (almost abandoned) house on our way back to Johor to collect some rambutan.

After about three hours of trying to figure out the science behind fruit-picking, we finally managed to gather about three bags of rambutan. But not before being chased by a group of cows at one point. The cows ended up eating a portion of rambutan that we had to abandon while in the process of saving our lives. (One of them peed in front of us. It was as gross as it sounds.)

Also, my sister just gave me a stack of DVDs, including Seasons 1-10 of Friends -- so, see you next year, everyone.