make mine a double espresso...

• poetry break...

  Posted: May 25, 2009, 1:47 am by misscaffeineaddict

  my iPod's on loud -misscaffeineaddict
  
  in the dark
  in the silence
  shit comes back to me
  rejection, attempted over compensation
  drama, hurt, scars
  black outs at vague bars
  
  in the dark
  in the silence
  shit comes back to me
  cute bar tenders
  different coloured drinks
  things i did after johnnie, jack and jose
  herb smoked
  dirty minds
  dirty jokes
  dirty dances
  dirty everything
  
  in the dark
  in the silence
  shit comes back to me
  there's too many Damn thoughts
  about what i have and haven't done
  about being alone for two years and some
  about hating my reflection in the mirror
  about how the hell he could still be with her
  about religion, spirituality, life and mortality
  
  in the dark
  in the silence
  shit comes back to me
  Stupid voices in my head
  constantly tellin me i'm a mess
  right now... I couldn't care less
  that's why my iPod's on loud
  so i don't hear a thing
  when the voices start to shout

• Yellow pages...

  Posted: May 15, 2009, 7:36 pm by misscaffeineaddict

  
  I know you're thinking "huh?" I can't for the life of me remember the last time i saw someone use a phone book.....
  
  By yellow pages, i mean letting your fingers do the walking, you know... self servicing, handling oneself, D.I.Y (doing it yourself)... If you still haven't gotten it, either you have no access to the media, you're a super prude or you're very religious. Nah. Wait, even religious folk know what yellow paging is. They're strongly against it, but they know what it is...
  
  I was playing a game of 'i-never' with some friends a while back, one of the guys said "i never 'yellow paged' " , it was awkward for a few seconds then we all took huge gulps of our drinks. Translation: we had all yellow paged! Similar thing happened in my first year of varsity, only, not all of us took huge gulps of our drinks. I noticed that the one's who didn't happened to be from certain countries which made me for one, thank Kenyans for being so open minded... And two, wonder what the big deal was...
  
  If your religion doesn't permit you to you know... Use the directory, i get it, but otherwise, especially for those experiencing a dry spell, why stay on the verge of exploding from hormones when you can 'handle' (pun intended!) the situation yourself?
  
  I realise this is a controversial topic but again, i'm just a college girl who's drank too much instant coffee, (though recently i switched to tea) ranting. But hey, let's see what happens, if i get no comments on this note, i'll try refrain from such controversial topics. No. I lie! Ya'll can love it or love it!
  
  Ps, i'd like to thank my friend K, who gave me the 'yellow pages' metaphor.

• Cool dude... Turns out, he's not so cool.

  Posted: May 10, 2009, 12:03 am by misscaffeineaddict

  So i decided to wing it with cool dude who i met at the party over a month back. We hang out at my place, watched stuff, cuddled, bitched about school, it was cool. Nothing worth writing home about, but it was cool. Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. That's how long it lasted. We hang out on all three days. At some point, let's say about 11pm Wednesday, ALL the attraction i had towards him... GONE! Now, there's nothing i would want more than to expound on the events that led to that moment, but lets just say i've never been put off so quick.
  
  It's times like this i wish my diminishing bi-curious phase would graduate to bi-sexual. Then i'd have a plan B. He actually put me off men. Me. I've been going on about finding the rock where the one is hiding under and now, i'm like, no thanks. Dude put me off! I guess alcohol got the best of me before when i thought he was cool... Ugh.
  
  Something i read from one of my text books yesterday...
  Early adulthood (ages 21 to 34):
  -failure to achieve intimacy can lead to alienation and isolation.
  
  Maybe that's why i've been hiding out in my room this semester.
  
  :(

• Happy new month and things. :)

  Posted: May 3, 2009, 4:53 pm by misscaffeineaddict

  I went out again. Yesterday.
  
  I was actually guilt tripped into going out! It was okay. I just got home, (it's 12.36pm) i'm gettin to old for this sh*t. We crashed at a friends place after fruitless attempts to get high on whisky. My alcohol tolerance is affecting my budget in ways that... It's just a tragic story!
  
  The night was eventful... From the middle aged french, non-english speaking unattractive men who must have thought we were hookers at the rate they were sending (cheap) beer to our table and dry humping us on the dance floor before we ran away, to the portuguese lesbian who was hitting on my conservative-ish friend (that was HILARIOUS!), to the cool dude i met before at some party over a month ago talking of a having a relationship... With me... Word??? I went all psycho analyst on him and asked him to define all the words "girlfriend" "relationship" etc etc. That was fun... We'll see where that goes, to some chick (she was drunk), at our second location who was TRYING to hit on me. Key word: TRYING. She's such a rookie. Not that i know much on the topic, but if i was to hit on a girl, it Ummm... Wouldn't go like that. (Blame it on the...!) Oh... If you, (girl who tried to hit on me) are reading this, no hard feelings. to free shots... People were feeling generous... Then to the fruitless attempts to get drunk, which i mentioned before.
  
  I AM EXHAUSTED!
  
  Sitting on my bed sipping the oh so wonderfully awesome Kericho Gold waiting for my friend to come out of the shower so i can go rid myself of the overnight funk.
  I can't believe how tired i am! I wasn't even in heels!
  
  This was more like a diary entry.
  
  Happy new month!

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