Mussels for Canker Sores (?)

During my RD, I was a couch potato. hmmm...Not really.

I have been suffering from canker sores since saturday. Pity me. *sad*

The good side of it, I didn't have to be a "couch potato" the whole day. I was locked-up to preparing mussels, which according to my dad is an effective cure for canker sores. At least, in his experience.

When he had canker sore, which lasted like months, he didn't know what to do. He tried different traditional remedies but was all in vain. Until, one day when he had nothing else to have for lunch but mussels. The following day, canker sore has become a vivid memory. And it never came back.

That testimonial is registered in my head. Not only because all that my dad tells me is like sacrosanct, it's just it's really effective. Do you think he will just tell us his story for no reason? Of course, NO. I was suffering from canker sores years back and I couldn't eat. My mom was telling me this and that but nothing helped. Dad heard us discussing and told us the story. Right away my mom cooked mussel soup.

So, I cooked mussel soup.

Yum yum.

Here's the recipe:

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Mussel Soup Recipe

Ingredients:

Mussels (1 kilo)
Ginger (Put as many as you like. Make sticks)
Onion (chop whichever way you like ha ha)
Garlic (chopped)
Chili leaves
Spring Onions (If you like)
*I don't believe in measurements. Experiment is the RULE.

Procedure:

Wash the mussels in a basin. Take off the hair. Whatever you call it. (They're what's sticking out from the inside of the shell.) Set aside.

*Make sure the mussels are so clean and shiny. ha ha
(Seriously, you really have to clean them well or else you'll end up losing the broth. That's what happened when I failed to clean them well enough. All the dirty stuffs started floating when I was boiling the mussels. So, I had to throw the broth. *frown*)

In a casserole, saute garlic, onion and ginger for 2 minutes. Then, add the mussels and chili leaves. Add the broth, then simmer for 20 minutes under medium heat.

Serve hot. (Yehey)
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I liked it. Of course.

Did it help? YES. I would definitely recommend it as remedy or treatment for canker sores.

If you're still skeptical you can find treatments and remedies from the following sites:

http://altmedicine.about.com/cs/treatments/a/Canker.htm
http://www.healthscout.com/ency/68/10/main.html
http://www.animated-teeth.com/canker_sores/t3_canker_sore_remedies.htm

Still, dubious? Search at your own risk. Google it!

Dickyfit and Chain Reaction

While I was watching a noontime show, this idea (out of nowhere) popped into my head. 

If conjurers can ingest flame, then they should just work as firefighters. Why is that? There are countries having problems with poor water supply (like my country). So, it takes longer for firefighters to kill the fire. Conjurers as firefighters can just ingest the fire and in no time the fire is gone. 


 *LOL*



Whatta silly idea!


Last night I was damn raised hell. Like my eyes got misty of strong emotions. My heart throbbing hastily and my body shaking. I felt so helpless and was in agonizing need for someone to talk to. Only there's no one.

Can you picture how terrible that was?

If I were a suicidal case I must have been found already decaying in my room this morning. I shouldn't be here writing about the beast I have become because of one despicable person.

By now, people wearing black must have been swarming the vault where my stock-still body is placed. While my loved ones grieve and still puzzled as to why I destroyed my life.

Little do they know I had been incessantly harassed by a "green-eyed monster". I kept running and running the fastest speed I could. I was already exhausted while the monster was recuperating from the notion I was nearing fiasco. The monster was too determined to push me to my end.

A freaky monster that was!
Imagine a person being that monster. sucking all the strength inside of you until you're done.

But I am not a dead from the neck kind of person. I desire feat. No, I don't want to continue running. This time I will face the monster face to face. Let that damn monster know I am not going to let him defeat me.

I am invincible.

We all are invincible. Each one of us have some monsters in our life which we run away from. Mostly they are hard to conquer. That explains why there are people who succumb to failure. Some even end what they consider their miserable life.

But there are a lot who remain sturdy like an old tree. Standing tall amidst the nature's fierce attacks.

If you come to think of it, it's all about adjusting to life's inconsistencies. Holding on and having faith in oneself is the ultimate key to the difficulties we are facing. Like there's rainbow after the rain, everything shall go back to its serene state. We all can pull through.

I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.

- Martha Washington

SOS

I just composed a blog entry for SMS.

Dammit! It didn't post. *Grrr*

Can anyone explain to me why I can't think of any good thing to write in my blog? When before dozing there are so many things I can think of that I want to write about. Like there are sooo many things popping in my head.

Night, in my cozy bedroom: "This is what I am going to write about as soon as I am set in front of my (not mine, it's AMN's) PC."

Now, I can't think of anything. NOTHING.

Or is it because of "greenie"? Damn I am everyday pissed because of her. My temperature's rising. Like reaching 136° Fahrenheit, which is the world's highest recorded temperature.

Just look how inconsiderate she is. She would play her freakin music so loud that already it triggers my migraine. Why on Earth does she have to sit beside me in the first place? When there are other available units away from me. She should've just taken another seat. How irritating. Now, she's getting into my nerves. Is it all part of her purpose? To make me damn irritated EVERYDAY?! How petty!

And how effective! She's ruining my almost wrecked day. Now it's all in ruins.

Or maybe I should change my perspective? There might be a need to change my outlook or something...Anyone?

I need an opinion.

On a different note, I had ham sandwich for dinner. Yum yum

I still have one sitting beside me. I made three and shared one to Vin. Imagine I brought all the ingredients to office only because I ran out of LPG. haha

Don't ask. I don't have microwave! Whatta loser.

Will somebody donate a microwave for me? *smug*

Because I am

I'm compelled to write about people who are deprived of attention.

They freakin IRRITATING me!!

I am referring to those who are trying to be friends with EVERYONE. I must call them EVERYONE pleaser. GRRRrrr As if it's even possible. I mean, I can even find fault in my closest friends. C'mmon nobody's damn PERFECT. And I am certain some of my so-called friends have something against me as well. And I don't give a damn.

Not that I don't care what they think about me. Just that I am on Earth. I know how things are. Hello?!! I am not (anymore) born yesterday. I've learned through the years of being passive. Letting people get away with their schemes is *blip blip*. Injustice happens because people like how I used to be make it happen.

There's a saying that goes, "A friend to everyone is a friend to none." I strictly believe in this saying. Why? Because it takes really great effort to maintain a friendship. Considering that each individual is unique. Imagine dealing with different psychos everyday? You will have to adjust for them or else they will come to despise you even for one instance you disagree with them. See how self-centered people can get?! And I am not exempted from that. It takes one to know one.

Just what is the point in trying to please someone? Will it even make you rich?! No. So, whatda hell?!! Worse, what's the point in trying to please more persons? Such a chore! And what do you get in the end?

NOTHING.

I think these people just want to make a good impression about themselves. How pathetic.

And I used to be pathetic. Poor me. I remember how benign I used to be and it's dead pointless. Did I even gain friends? No. I didn't. Those who I thought were my friends were indeed my friends IN TIMES they NEEDED me. Like mostly financially. They made a milking cow OUT OF ME! And I allowed them to do that. I didn't respect myself. Now what? That episode in my life made me damn bitter. I am bitter. I am vengeful. I am a MONSTER. At least not "green-eyed" -- the only consolation.

Lesson I learned:

It is absolutely pointless to try to gain friends. More so to try pleasing people. You'll only end up getting abused. Like a push-over. Because there's nothing else that you can do to win them except to be their doormat. It's a sad truth. Something I had to learn the hardest way.

In truth, no one needs another's opinion. As long as you know yourself that's enough. We're not a piece of clothing that can be adjusted just to fit perfectly on someone. WE are PERSONS. Unless we treat ourselves like a real person, no one will treat us as a person.

Sometimes it helps to look after your own welfare.

Just why am I pissed with EVERYONE pleaser? Because I can see myself in them.

That's all.

blah blah

Who loves chili?!

I do!

Although, on a diet, I wasn't able to resist the shark's fin Siew Mai with chili garlic paste and soy sauce from Paotsin. Paotsin serves uber toothsome dumplings at a pocket saving cost. How about that? Uber because the small gazebo has obviously earned more customers. And still attracting more and more hungry SM shoppers everyday. Must be word of mouth.

The first time I tried their sumptuous potstickers, twas hmmmmm... Right off I fell in love with the taste. Since then, whenever I am at any SM branch, I choose to eat there. Except of course when I crave for Korean Bbq Express, which is located in SM Food Court. Or when I feel like feasting, aka food trip(ing).

I think, people like me who got really satisfied with the food won't have second thoughts of sharing their great experience with Paotsin or with any other food-chain for that matter. Just imagine how satisfying it is to feel so chockablock with no guilt of spending too much. Besides, why would you go to expensive restos that only cost you so much and yet not satisfy your growling tummy? Those where food are priced like signature bags or a pair of Guess pants. Duh! Food is food. The only time a food differs from the rest is when it's for free...and at the same time tasty. *smug*

 

Paotsin is a small dumpling store situated in front of SM Department store. I can somehow predict it could be the future Jollibee, which is now dominating the Philippine fast-food market. Call it luck! When Jollibee only started as a humble ice cream parlor in Cubao. *wonders* Talking about humble beginnings.

Humble Paotsin has started to grow in terms of sales, which shows in the growing number of branches mushrooming in SM Malls. SM Megamall, SM Makati and SM Manila, these three have one Paotsin stall each. From my observation, Paotsin has the highest number of customers in a day. People, no matter how long the wait, stays in the line for a bite or two of delicious Paotsin goodies. I'm one of them. And to think I hate waiting. See what I mean?

Among the dumpling served at Paotsin are: Shark's fin, Scallop, Pork, Pork and veggies, Shrimp, and others...

I think the chili paste sauce also makes the dunplings even much more tasty! yum yum...

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Enough of food.

We just ordered pizza. Brooklyn pizza. Damn, I will need to work out hard again before I retire to bed. Or I'll start hating myself (again) when fitting my old jeans and nothing fits perfectly on me anymore. Which eats up time preparing for work. Just trying out different outfits to wear is a waste of time. Seriously.

Oh, Did I say "enough of food"?

Welcome to My Life

This is my first ever official blogsite. Roll the red carpet for Paper Tiger, now. Pppplsss!? I'd have to welcome myself with colorful confetti and loud trumpet noises since for sure there will be no one to visit my site yet. At least for the next few weeks or months. Unless, maybe, if I start sharing my kooky thoughts or get too irritating to provoke net surfers and blog readers to post violent comments. Like those blabbermouths that give their nasty remarks on chosen topics. Nah! I wouldn't want to be their spitting image. No no. Though I am not using a PERIOD on that. Just a semi-colon, or collon, or comma, or hyphen... Everything but period.

Like everyone else I'm damn sure there'll be times that I will make a burnbook out of this site. I don't intend to. Only when provoked. Do you know how it feels like when you're dead irritated with someone? Yes. That one. Such feeling could cause me to storm all my anger out. I am not a violent person, pls don't get me wrong. No, not the type who would throw anything within range that can be thrown. No, not the same scenario where you see flying plates and knives. Oh pls don't get me wrong. But, admit it, we all have lil devil inside of us. *smug* Which I am not exempted from.

Personally, (and not because I am also doing it) I think there's nothing wrong in expressing one's thoughts. Really, now. I gave it a real deep thought. I used to be so benign. Like overstated. Almost that my nic was synonymous to gudgeon. I must say it's not healthy to allow things go too far. Make it stop where things are still manageable. *My first sensible advice.

Seriously, don't let yourself be pushed to the edge and let people create a monster out of you. You will never like what you might become. Believe me. It's even harder to cut the horns when they're already sticking out. Strong and shiny.

Blogs are not necessarily for excellent writers -- who can impress readers and non-readers alike with such eloquence similar to Shakespeare. Like the saying, "practice makes perfect" everyone can become a good blogger. Awwww... I'm such an encourager.

Just why am I saying these things? Nothing. All I have said are pointless. It's just that I don't have anything meaningful to write about. My mind is working like a turtle crossing the street. While horns are dominating the silence of a fine day yelling "move it! move it!".

My fingers are damn itching to work on this site. So excited like trying out a new game on PS2. Or tasting a slice of pizza for the first time, drooling. I just can't help setting my fingers on the keyboard. Sorry.

Thank you. See you again.