Juice barista extravaganza!

Wal lah! final product, pure juice, no water, no sugar and no artificial ingredients added.

Freshly blended , look at the gorgeous frost filled with nyummy vitamin C goodness!

 

I think I should have started with the raw picture above and come down with the final product :)

 

 

Chuck it all in babes, one tomato, two oranges (well one was miranda orange another one  was sunkist), and last but not least the star of the juice 4 star fruits (  I know to sappy right)

 

Hi ho there,

 

Been a while since I wrote.....ok been a few days since I last wrote.

I've been writing about food and my misadventure with cooking so I was thinking of writing about juice!

 

It's the star fruit season and the star fruit tree at my parents house has been baring fruits in abundance or should I say by the buckets!.

 

I came back from Kuala Lumpur to Seremban today and found a large bucket filled with star fruits, green colored, yellow colored and even the very ripe ones, golden orange colored (although normally this very ripe type is not used for making juice) It would be a shame to let it all go to waste!

 

Now I'm not a fruit expert but star fruit is known to help reduce blood pressure . I can vouche on this one as my blood plessure has a tendency to fluctuate , excalating almost to 150 whenever I feel stress or I didn't have enough of sleep. It has helped to reduce my blood pressure many times but bare in mind it is not miracle fruit , healthy lifestyle, enough sleep, exercise and controling of stress can avoid blood pressure , hypertension and stroke. ( Unfortunately I wasn't the type that was able to control my anger and stress)

 

Tomato is awesome to give a healthy color to your skins plus its reach in vitamin C, antioxident and help release good hormons (take that caffeine!)

 

Blend everything in (oh yeah cut in chunks first as you want to squeeze out all those cool juice and that nothing goes to waste)

 

The photos will show you the final result. If you like it chill , just put it in the fridge or add one or two cubes of ice .

 

There you have it a refreshing drink either before bedtime or for  breakfast with you favorite cereal or bread and eggs.

 

NITE nite :)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First chop all the fruits into chunks, then....out comes the blender.

Jobsearch (just a few crack stories before bedtime)

I just came back from dinner with my close friend. It was a looooong dinner date. Left the office at 7pm and just returned home (ooh around 11.10pm)
I know you would be asking what did you do for almost 4 hours!? Easy we were job hunting.

Being in the same job and doing the same task for the last 5 years has made me bored and restless. A slow dim light has flashed above my head with a softer ting sound ( I know I'm gettting old so my idea light comes in slow mo compared to those youngster below 30 ) It's time to move on to greener pasture, that and because quite a few of my friends has jump the boat (I know I'm using a lot of cliche tonight but hey it's 12 am, my brain has gone soggy)

The idea of finding a new job is not an idea that excites me like it used to, why?because you have to update your resume and you have to go through the tedious process of ........being interviewed.

But now that I have grown older with age (hopefully wiser....hopefully) I hope to amend whatever mistakes that I have done during my previous interview sessions.

1. Be 2 hours earlier before the interview session. One hour is not enough!
Why ? Have you ever played pin ball ? It will hit one obstacle to another obstacle to another obstacle before it goes into the hole? Well that's me I'm sooo disoriented in finding a location that the several times I had to be rescued by the interviewers ! There was one time  I still couldn't find the location and sadly I reported to the interviewer and said in a sad pathetic way that I have to let the company go and that its not my destiny. (suddenly the image of titanic comes into mind and the two lovers were drifted on the plank and Jack told to the girl to let him go ) Well this interview were adament that I reached the destination in fact gave me motivation saying that give it your last shot, you can reach here! I kid you not.....to cut the story short I did go for the interview but I didn't go for the job. BUT ... the interviewer and I separated in good terms.

2. Never detract even though you know the interview is unsuccessful :)
Ok, I went for an interview for a Business Development position and you can always tell that they weren't interested in you when they said , "We will call you IF you are suitable for the position" . I know I should have ended there, politely say my thank yous and leave the room . But NO, I kept quiet for a while and then said , "So.............would I interest you in an investment funds?" I know.........I know I was lucky they didn't drag me out ....I must have MISunderstood the motivation book which states every opportunity counts!

3. You are going for a JOB interview not match making interview!
 Hehehe I was following the HR officer  to the interview room when I saw this cute guy. I was totally focusing on eyeing him when I crashed smack into the photocopy machine! (It was that one time!)

4. Prepare your questions and do your homework!
 ooooh this is pretty common, you know during interviews , sometimes the interviewer give a long detail of the company and you try to focus .....you really do, but you can hear twilight zone theme song  popping in your head and suddenly black and white spirals begin to appear. When they ask are there any questions? your mind just froze and in the end you entered into a job that you never realise has limited benefits. At least with research and questions , you're well prepared and know your rights ( wow I did learn somethings)

5. Bring your stationaries!

OOOh guilty! One time I actually forgot that I didn't bring a pen and had to borrow it from the front desk......Very unprofessional but I amend my ways after that I always bring a pen!

Phew, so far that's all that I can recall. Dress for the interview, so far I got that right. So heres hoping :)
NITE :)
  

toilet misadventure

(toilet picture taken from internet)

(did this on my ipad while waiting for a flight back to Kuala Lumpur. I had a few little fans watching me draw over my shoulder, felt like picasso for a while :)

Well , I'm not ashame to say that I have a weak bladder. When it's time to go .....I GOT TO GO...trust me on this. 

So traffic jams will always be a trouble for me and living in the center of the busy city itself, Kuala Lumpur every hour and day theres always traffic jam. You can honk as loud as you want but no amount of noise will get the cars moving and you might as well blast up the radio and in my case rock down in the car 

       ( There was one time I  was busy swaying to the music and pretending I had an electric guitar, I accidently looked at the car beside me. There was an elderly muslim lady at the passengers sit looking at me, shaking her head,(no she wasn't head banging along) My face was red as a tomato. *Sigh*There goes a prospect mother-in-law) 

  But the time that you should be more alert especially if you wish to travel in KL is the 5.30pm after office hours and if it rains ...... the traffic will be at a stand still and nobody can help you then.(what ever you do don't go into Kuala Lumpur on Friday from 12.30 to 2.30pm)

Lucky for me I was never stuck in a standstill jam. (alhamdulillah) In my moment of desperation I normally was able to find a gas station.

What drives me crazy is that these gas station has a tendency to close the ladies at a certain time of the day.  And that certain time will always be whenever I had an emergency. So what can a girl do in such dire situation?

We go into the Gents ( and no I don't sound excited). Being a lady I always....ALWAYS checked whether there's anyone inside and madly rushed in and madly rushed out at Olympic time.Yes I do sometimes bump into the men ......

when I rushed out .

No.....I have never caused any men to run screaming out of the toilet just because I was inside .Never...

 It puzzles me  that when I asked another lady to help out and be my look out  as I dashed  inside the Gents, she  gave me this alarm look and said ....

"But bbuut that's the Gents!" like I am going into a forbidden territory and she didn't  want to be my accomplice in my devilish plan to empty my bladder.   I didn't reply to the lady, due to the fact that I REALLY HAD TO GO and didn't bother to see whether she was helping me out or not. Another fact is that it's pretty common sense isn't it? 

If you don't have an option you can't just stand there and wet yourself, you have to go and look at other solution and my solution is to take the door that is open which was the gents.

I know that I'm rambling a lot  and none of it make sense but if you could tick the reaction blocks below that would be awesome. 

Nite from Malaysia

continuation of dusty old story

I find a few more :

I opened my eyes slowly. I was in the bushes ,luckily nothing was broken. The quad bike that I had inexperiencely driven down the steep muddy hill had turned turtle and lay beside me. I heard a loud groan on my right. Calvin struggled to untangle himself from the undergrowth. He looked up the hill and froze. Puzzled, I looked up.My jaw dropped.
It was me, at the edge of the hill looking down. It was watching a re-enactment of what had happen a while ago. I saw Calvin calling me and followed suit.
"Are we dead?"asked Calvin.

It was like watching Astro Beyond, so real.....but we were standing in the bushes. I smack Calvin's head, in retaliation he did the same.

"Ow!" Definitely not dreaming. We saw the rest of our group at the top of the hill. We yell and shouted, but it was as if we weren't there. Nobody showed any response that they saw us. Sofia went down the track. Cautiously going down, she was just at the side where we crashed. Calvin tried to grabbed her bike, what was suppose to be solid, rippled away and sofia vanished!
"we're not dead." I looked at Calvin . For almost half an hour, we've been playing jump-in-front-of your -friend and see them evaporated.
Calvin picked up a rock.
"Solid."
He threw it in front of him . There was a ripple and the rock was gone.
Base on theory of newton , gravity would have played its part. But NO the rock was gone. Voosh!

Calvin reached out his hand infront. There was only muddy down sloppy tracks but half his hand disappeared. There was a slight ripple as if he had put his hand in water.

Calvin pulled his hand back. It was still intact. Calvin let out a sigh of relief. As bravado as he was I didn't realise that he was scared.
He flex his hand and moved his fingers. He smiled at me
"It feels cold and wet." He rushed at his bike and pulled it from the bushed.
"We're going there," he said , managing to free his bike.
Calvin has already up turn my bike and looked at me.
"Come on, " he said starting the engine, facing the muddy track 

Calvin didn't wait for my reply. He sped to the invinsible ripple thingy. Just like that he vanished.... I pushed my bike to the place where he disappeared.
"CALVIN!"I shouted. There was silence. I got on the bike and started the engine...
Should I , shouldn't I. What if I won't come out....my mind was playing with me and my heart was pounding like an african drum. I close my eyes and was to exhilarate when something hit my helmet. HARD! It fell on the ground. Curious, I picked it up. It was Calvin's watch.

"Here goes...." 

It was so bizzare. I felt like I was passing through a tunnel of water, with a swirling mixture of rainbow colors all around me, except that they looked like dysfunctional images. I sped on hoping that I would find an exit. The faster I went the colder it seemed,there was frost on my glasses. I was beginning to feel like a human popsicle when everything was warm.....and the light. ......
"Watch out !"
I felt a sharp pain and again felt myself flung into the familiar but stinging landing port of the bushes.

Through my haze of pain , I saw Sofia and Calvin looking down at me. I grabed Sofia's hand and got up.
"Why did you jump infront of me? I checked before coming down, the track was clear," said a concern Sofia. I looked at Calvin confused. Didn't we saw them all go down? Calvin just shrugged his shoulder.

Calvin drove me back home.
"Here's your watch." I held out the watch to him.
"I'm wearing it." On his wrist was the exact watch that I was holding, identical to every inch.
WHAT IS GOING ON 

There ya go folks. Wow I think I did story almost six years ago. ohhhhh well. I'll continue on my blogg tomorrow and put in some more pictures. Nite nite :)

Dusty short stories

Once upon a time ago, (and I do mean ancient ago)  I used to like writing stories. Ghost stories, supernatural stories, weird stories, repetitive stories which leaves people scratching their heads and saying how many "Doors" does this girl want to say in one sentence ......hehehe my friend used to say mind boggling because its too windy that I actually never came to the ending :) Don't start me on the grammar , you think NOW is hideous wait until you've read  all my old stories!

Unfortunately I've never got back to writing except my weekly gibberish ranting and misadventure. OOOh  I got a new adventure which involves bladders and mens' toilet but I'll save that for another day.

I was browsing through Receiptstories , (if you love short stories and I do mean really short , like 100 words! There are a lot of good stories at http://www.receiptstories.my

I thought that the website had been shut down as it was under maintenance a long time.

I found a few of my stories that I wrote 4/5 years ago.

Here's a few that I could find, the rest I forgot the title :

My Friend

I always passed her every day. I would get out of the office and walked towards the store. She would always be there, always, sweeping away outside. Her movement, painfully slow, her arms riddled with arthritis. Sometimes, when I wasn’t in a good mood for a ‘chat’ I would quietly sneaked past her. Thinking that I had gotten away, I heard a loud “Uh!” .I turned, and saw her waving with a big smile on her wrinkled face. She never talks and I never probe. But she will always be there waving or smiling as I walk by.

CONTRIBUTED BY : lynn

My Wish

I should have kept my big mouth shut.!How I wish I didn’t release the magic genie. So grateful was the genie that it granted me three wishes. The first wish, I wanted to be the riches woman in the world. Wooooshhhh! My wish was granted , I was so rich, I had my own kingdom. My second wish, I wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the world!Wooossssh! I was so beautiful that Brad Pitt, Hugh Jackman and David Beckham propose to me!My third wish, I wanted a husband that equally match my power! Woooossh…..the genie became my husband!

CONTRIBUTED BY : lynn

Kiddies

I have enjoyed being alone my whole life. Sure it's pathetic but your life is easier, you do what ever you want and you hold people at arms length, you won't get hurt.Simple............
That was before my brother dumped his whole breed on me for a week. Office trip, my foot!Two rugrat nephews and a mischievous niece.
Now the house is all noisy and messy.They were born with ear plugs, I tell ya!Never listens, endless questions, always bored, the worse part is the cuddles.Warm squishy ones, manipulating with those big eyes.Bagh humbug!

Sigh.........but why do i miss them so.....

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