November 07, 2008

anymore coffee for moi?

Quickies : Coffee is good. Coffee is bad.
But I love Coffee Bean, and can never resist a good ol' cup of Kopi-O ping at old school kopitiam-s. Reminds me of days spent at my maternal grandma's home. She’ll make a good pot for the whole day. Coffee, any time of the day. Filtered by cloth <3


Barely 90 minutes into my waking hours, I am making attempts for not dozing off. i didn't get any sleep last night. I recalled fidgeting a lot underneath my worn out quilted blanket. I recalled too, that I was waiting for the alarm to beep off any second or... minutes, but that didn't happen. My faithful alarm was not put into use cz my mom knocked on my door, 5 minutes before I'm due to wake. Aww, i hate it when that happens. I take pleasure of anticipating the beep beep alarm when being in the limbo of waking moments and half asleep... Now it's pleasedon'tstopthemusiclalalalalaaaaaaa not beep beep.

All that remain now are vague memories of fragmented dream visuals whenever I close my eyes, trying hard to bring to mind..
Thoughts, not dreams after all. My brain Caffeine was working while I rested. Coffee Bean espresso was sure worth the cash, for it is really working overtime. (reminder - no coffee after 5pm! I had it at 9pm).
Is it true when they said, if you drink beer when you are sad, you will feel more miserable that when you are feeling a little less cheery. Can I then believe that caffeine brings whatever other suppressed emotions out of you? Right before sleep, I was looking for a cardigan when the simple process turned out to be a whole episode of reorganizing my closet.. slightly neater than before. I went to sleep at 2plus. time to be dead to the world…

What am I trying to say? Another cup of coffee to perk me up, perhaps?

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