21 January 2008
A sip of caffeine
Drinking bitter coffee somehow reminds me of something. "How did I get thru' those years?" It is the same as drinking red wine. Only that I'm sober.It somehow reminds me of the time when I was broke. Like I earned only a few hundred bucks a month, trying to pay me self through school and food. I wonder how did I survive? Maybe things were cheap then. Was it?
Probably somewhat I did not have much expectations in living back then. I don't eat much. My main indulgence was probably a plate of Japanese curry rice from the school canteen that sold at dirt cheap price. I relied on those free rejected fruits from the mart for vitamins, I'm surprised it was that which kept me in pink of health. I don't wear fancy clothings. I kept it at a few t-shirts that I got from the street markets with a couple pairs of jeans and cargos. I hardly watch any movies, relying on TV to bring those outdated ones to screen. It was simple and easy.
Whenever tired, I depended on caffeine to stay awake so I could handle both studies and work. I hate the taste of coffee, and so I mixed it with milo. It tasted nice, becomes my source of energy.
I have abstained from coffee for so long. And finally I am exhausted from all the work that I succumb to search for it again. A sip reminds me that no matter what challenge lies ahead, I should be awake to move through. Since I survived before, it ain't that difficult now.
9:39 p.m. 
by ichigo