There was one point in time where I vowed to swear off caffeinated products. This means no coffee and definitely, no more Coke. Friends know how much of a sucker I am for Coke. Vanilla Coke especially. They've seen how the sugary high affect me and are quite honestly, occasionally, fearful. But it's toned down since I've reduced my intake. Point is, I could never swear off such a staple in my life. Caffeine is what defines me, makes me feel - human.

Current favourite would be 'Kopi Alley'. This quaintly cute little outlet at iCon (which is behind Amara Hotel) that sells one of the nicest coffee for a dollar. They've got steamed bread too, which islike eating pau sans the thick hide and bean/meat filling. You slather butter and kaya over it and dip it in your mouth. Moist, but not really my thing. Then again, bread isn't really my thing.

I need one cup in the morning, another after lunch and the final one like an hour or so before we all clock off work. Yes I know in excess it's terribly unhealthy and that I ought to substitute it with fruits or juice or better (and healthier) yet, water. I suppose my system has been conditioned to function only when I've pumped caffeine into me. Else, my brain decides to go all computer-like and goes into standby/hibernation mode.

Not cool.


I'm waiting for the final installation to Gundam 00. It's one riveting anime that's driven me to tears, break out in hysterical laughter and smile for no apparent reason. Yes, they aren't real. They're 2-dimensional and don't exist in the real world. But you'll always find yourself identifying with one character or so. Then again when you think about it, real or reel, we're not all that different from each other.