You know you have an addiction when...

You choose to walk to 7-11
for a bottle of Starbucks
when you are nearly late

When you hold that cool bottle
as you rushed for your first lesson
you daydream about the yummy fluid
running down your throat

When you reach the class
the moment the bags are down
you ripped off the plastic seal
"pop!" the pleasure's found

When the brown fluid flows
Then anything goes
Till the very last drop
I'm done with my dose

P.S I reached on time though.

I know I should be saying that I need God in my life every day, but it does seem that I need Starbucks more.

really, bring it on.

how much more work do you exactly want me to do?

Oh God. Bad decisons have landed me in a state as such.

What a most wonderful evening.

It was really nice of H.T (since there're two H's') to listen to me ramble about THAT final straw.

I'll like a Scottish Fold very much :D

Its mere cuteness cheered me up when I found out that I gotta redo my GSP file.

So much that I'm really considering of getting one... Though I doubt my nose will be able to take all the fur that lingers on my furniture. Been quite ill, even coming down with a slight fever. After countless pills (panadol flu, asprin & antihistamine) my body screams "I NEED REST!"

So indeed. Looking at these Scottish Folds once more. I never knew how much heartache "See no touch" can cause. Looks like I can only admire them from afar, on videos, where I can't help but reach out my fingers and go cutie cutie.

payment of time

I paid two hours of sleep for "nineteen minutes".

Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it; sometimes I wonder why am I even a bookworm to start with.

Someone just take away that bad bad addiction please.

Or perhaps, it just goes to show how deeeprrrived I am of my own time.