Friday, 11 January 2013

Coffee Days

Hi guys, so it was my first time to use this blog, well frankly because I just made it (I'm not trying to be funny) but back to the topic, It's 2 am in the morning now, so maybe you're asking or maybe a bit curious why I'm still awake while the whole country is fast asleep, I just don't know what has gotten into me that every time I over think, like what happened yesterday or last night or just a minute ago, there's always that feeling where I don't want to sleep, its like something's bothering me. well obviously there was. This question always occurs to me, why do we always find coffee so addicting? I mean I'm more of a 'tea person' (but that's just me), a lot of people prefer coffee now a days and its bothering me the whole time after i saw someone like (EVERYDAY) having his coffee on their balcony and no I'm not a stalker, its not my fault that my house is quite high and that i have my own balcony. It's just, you know the word 'CURIOUS' over things that's not really important?

Sorry that I'm talking nonsense at all, but to give you all the highlight of this blog post, I can't sleep maybe that's why I named this post "Coffee days" because all this night I've been imagining things like I'm roaming around with all this big hills, maybe its the effect "William Wordsworth" has on me, have you guys ever read a "poem" that you're really into and it just stuck in your head like it's supposed to be there? well obviously I have been reading this certain poem that William Wordsworth wrote and it's very meaningful, It touches my heart like 'John Green's' book every time I read it. I have this vision in my head with all those green and pink flowers on the filled and it was fascinating. I mean who wouldn't like to experience a one in a lifetime 'Paradise Experience' 

Sorry that I gave you all this bookworm thing and to tell that it's my first post, ugh I'm such a sucker into this but I promise. Things will get better :)

(Playlist #1 Give me love - Ed Sheeran)

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