Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts

Thursday, 1 May 2014

Bubble Tea, Anyone?

Whenever I pick up a delivery menu at the bubble tea store, I actually take the time to read it and analyse it. Weird yes, but there are so many possibilities that can be created with these tapioca bubble things everyone is just so crazy about. It's a lucrative business, I tell you.

So it started off with milk tea with bubbles. Honestly, if it wasn't for the english and/or indians who magically decided that they wanted milk in their tea, this whole fad would have never existed. This is what I mean when I say weird things/habits have the scope of creating opportunities for future entrepreneurs. I mean literally, every time I open my instagram page I see at least a few posts dedicated to bubble tea from various places all around town. If you look up the hashtag #bubbletea, you'd be amazed. Moving on, we find other types of tea including the famous green tea which is known to make you slimmer. Yes, because adding several ladles of tapioca pearls, a big spoonful of sugar, and half the cup of ice would obviously trim that burger off your muffin top. Geniuses! Black tea, green tea, and flavours too now?! Let me start off with the fruits. Mango tea, orange tea, lemon tea, passion fruit tea, lychee tea, strawberry tea, grap tea, plum tea, peach tea, apple tea, mulberry tea, kumquat tea, ginger tea, roselle hawthornberry tea, honey aloevera tea, wintermelon t- ARE WE ON THE SAME PAGE HERE?! This is a boatload of variety! Who wouldn't wanna go to a store and stand there for fifteen minutes deciding if the matcha milk tea with grass jelly (I'm not even sure what this is) sounds better than the papaya tea with rainbow jelly and pearls?

Oh and speaking of toppings, let me give you a list of the toppings I've come across so far: black chewy bubbles of course, the mango version of the same, the lychee version of the same, aloe vera (I'm not even sure how they fit a giant thorn in the cup), egg pudding, caramel pudding, chocolate pudding, vanilla pudding, mango pudding, taro pudding, milk pudding, and red beans (I must stress on how weird this is since I'm used to having them the savoury way, but if that floats your boat then okay). Now let's move on to jelly (you jelly? Haha! Not funny? No? Ok), grass jelly (which isn't green, for all of you curious cats out there), coconut jelly (sometimes known as nata de coco), maple jelly, glassy jelly (lol whut?), coffee jelly, lychee jelly, rainbow jelly, and han tien jelly (which I'm guessing is some sort of taiwanese traditional jelly).

One of my favourite stores would be quickly, that's because (and I can't emphasise enough about this) of the fact that they have peppermint tea there, WITHOUT THE MILK. Do you know how good that makes your mouth feel? That's like a mint and a drink and a snack combined. So you could just walk up to a guy/girl holding a perfectly amazing chewable drink in your hands and your breath won't be all sweet and, well, humid!
Although contrary to this brilliant idea of theirs, there is one business venture I think every bubble tea shop is missing. It's no doubt that selling coffee there is a minor controversy everyone has their opinion about. According to me, they should sell coffee with bubbles! I don't know how it'd taste since I'm no aficionado of the bean, but then again, people like weird things. It's true! Who would've created the whole bubble tea fad otherwise? Imagine having a caramel machiato with some chocolate pudding below. Yes? No?

Monday, 30 December 2013

The Time Life Surprised Me

After about a month since I've taken a liking to the man and his words, I looked at the date on the calendar. It was my birthday. I've spent heaps of time cyber-stalking this man, drinking his thoughts in and acquiring a taste for it sentence by sentence.

I woke up to an average day at school. Nothing much, just play-rehearsals and strangers noticing me for the one day of my life. During this month, I would often strap on my gladiators for an hour or two to rehearse my moves for my upcoming musical. My practices on the stage continued till after the school bell rang. I was eager to watch Mr. E (or, as I like to call him, mystery) walk down the corridor with his innate edginess and his immaculate ability to stay calm and collected. At all times. This infuriated me, but only made me more and more attracted to him. 

I remember blowing out my candles the night before, hoping for a chance to get closer to him. It was not until later that day that I was in for a surprise . . .

I decided to have a simple dinner with my family. A barbecue, if you will. We had all kinds of food - and I even baked a turkey breast for the special occasion. My family loved it. Or at least they said they did. I was sitting at the corner on the balcony with the picnic blankets placed side to side, staring at the magical buzzing box that is my phone, and replying to these:

"Happy Birthday! May god bless you, stay pretty! x"
"happy birthday :)"
"happy birthday, have a blast"
"happy bday, mgbua, enjoy"
"Happy Happy Birthday! Hope it will be a good year."
"hi dear have a nice birthday today"
"OMG, Jaanam, happy birthday you're so gorgeous i love you have a bomb your hair is nice . . .

You get the point. These were wall-post formalities, I dreaded them each year. A different sound came out of my phone this time. It wasn't WhatsApp or Facebook Notifications or Twitter or WordPress or Tumblr or any of these social networks. It was Facebook Messenger. 

His named popped up. My inner fangirl was unleashed. He said, "happy birthday jaanam / hundreds and hundreds of congratulations (well, that's what it sounds like translated)." I was on top of the world, already. We began making small talk when he revealed to me that his driver had miraculously quit and how he needed a ride for school on the next day.

I cannot accurately describe the feeling I had inside of me. But, here's a list:

1. I was smiling like an idiot. My face split into two.
2. I was already overwhelmed with the love I felt that day.
3. I was all, "universe, I see what you did there!"
4. I cried because of the perfect timing.
5. I was looking forward to being the age I am now.
6. Everyone was asking me what was wrong with me.
7. The fact that I had to cover it up made me grin even more.
8. I just wouldn't buy it, I was practically dreaming.
9. I was away from my little party for a while to look for better signal.
10. ALL AT THE SAME TIME

I was rather dismayed when he told me he no longer needed rides to school, because how life surprised me was just too perfect. I dealt with it though - enjoying the few minutes I spent with him from home to school; I would even dress in his favourite colours, put on some good smelling stuff, and look like anything other than my usual hobo appearance. Two weeks later, his driver quit again . . .

And again.
And again.