. . . coffee n headaches . . .
assalamualaikum
recently i have been craving for a drink that isnt supposed o be in my system. coffee. i duno. its just all so different here. i'm still not used to it but i keep shoving it down my throat. no, it doesnt mean i wanna be sexy like the french (swiss-french as a matter of fact) here in geneva. national drink maybe? nah. dont think so. n dont let me get started with cheese. ewww...! *nausea*
i chugged down an expresso machiato from starbucks yesterday. work finished early as most of the colleagues were out golfing, i was awake, thinking of what i could do b4 i go to bed... day still young, you know, all those shitty reasons to make you wanna go out n have your own time. back to the expresso. i aint taking that shit no more. gawd that was awful. its either me, or starbucks is taking coffee to a wrong direction by overrating it by a million folds. urgh. i nearly went to a coma of coffee shock. since i was quite macho all over, i ended up having a huge throb at the back of my head. it throbbed so hard i swear i could headbang from the impacts -BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!-
a small comfort, drinking that awful thing with the view of the lake n d jet d'eau (water jet shooting up to the sky). breathtaking n u can feel the soft rush of beauty thru ur face... then it started to get cold n my nostril hairs were starting to feel like icicles. i didnt even dare to pick my nose until after i got back to my apartment n sat near the radiator. thank god d boogers r still intact. hey, i like to pick my nose. its some sort of therapy for me.
after that, it was the usual CNN-book reading-PSP-quick dinner routine. same old-fashioned life. i love it.
wassalam
ps. i'd still recommend any coffee that goes with caramel at starbucks. sweet delight.
recently i have been craving for a drink that isnt supposed o be in my system. coffee. i duno. its just all so different here. i'm still not used to it but i keep shoving it down my throat. no, it doesnt mean i wanna be sexy like the french (swiss-french as a matter of fact) here in geneva. national drink maybe? nah. dont think so. n dont let me get started with cheese. ewww...! *nausea*
i chugged down an expresso machiato from starbucks yesterday. work finished early as most of the colleagues were out golfing, i was awake, thinking of what i could do b4 i go to bed... day still young, you know, all those shitty reasons to make you wanna go out n have your own time. back to the expresso. i aint taking that shit no more. gawd that was awful. its either me, or starbucks is taking coffee to a wrong direction by overrating it by a million folds. urgh. i nearly went to a coma of coffee shock. since i was quite macho all over, i ended up having a huge throb at the back of my head. it throbbed so hard i swear i could headbang from the impacts -BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!-
a small comfort, drinking that awful thing with the view of the lake n d jet d'eau (water jet shooting up to the sky). breathtaking n u can feel the soft rush of beauty thru ur face... then it started to get cold n my nostril hairs were starting to feel like icicles. i didnt even dare to pick my nose until after i got back to my apartment n sat near the radiator. thank god d boogers r still intact. hey, i like to pick my nose. its some sort of therapy for me.
after that, it was the usual CNN-book reading-PSP-quick dinner routine. same old-fashioned life. i love it.
wassalam
ps. i'd still recommend any coffee that goes with caramel at starbucks. sweet delight.
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