rehabilitation
April 28, 2006I did something today that I was not supposed to do. I am so ashamed. I did my best, really. I told myself that I wouldn't do it again, but I did it. I know I decided I will never let it touch my lips. But it was a temptation I could not resist. It called to me. It came to me, my own, my love… my precious…… coffee (and u thought what? 
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Yes. I enjoyed a grande size mocha frappe with whipped cream in Starbucks. After almost a month of being caffeine-free, I thought that by now it would shocked me to the bone, awaken my every senses. Lo and behold, 30 minutes later, while waiting in the bus, I was yawning like crazy, tears in my eyes. Sigh! So much for the rehabilitation.
I was looking at my blog site and noticed a lot of things.
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I tend to disregard language, grammar. Anyone knows where I could apply a poetic license for the blog? Haha. Just kidding. But I hope that I'd be able to take care of these itsy-bitsy stuff.
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There are times that the post I created cannot be understood by people who just happen to dropped by. So from now, I'll take some time to define as much as possible what it is really I am trying to say. I know it's my personal space, but it's in a public place. I'll try to put in as much background as I could (without getting sued).
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I need a change.
I was actually inspired by the Coffee mail that a friend sent to me. That, along with the caffeine rush this afternoon made me realize that I really am a coffee junkie. So, i thought of changing my blog's name from mischarmed to something else that matches my passion.
Hmmm.. Big yawn… I'm still sleepy over that earlier frappe. Guess for now, I'll just sleep on it. Maybe I'd dream about it.
