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In which I write about tea & coffee, my life as of now, and a really good book.

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Thank goodness for green tea. I have not been drinking coffee lately simply because I want to stop and it does not do me good like how it used to give me energy(!) three or four years ago. My throat kind of feel acidic every after I drink a cup. Now, even if my body seeks for it, I always try to divert my thoughts to something else (e.g. cranberry juice, lemons, teas, Nutella? hehe) it is so difficult to stop, I tell you. I guess it helps when you read about the disadvantages of coffee and how it will affect your health. Considering the symptoms I had like when I lay in bed, I hear air (?) or something in my chest going up towards my throat. I have not felt it now though since I stopped drinking coffee. So I guess it is because of it. Also because I am a heavy drinker. I drink two to three cups straight a day. I am sorry coffee lovers, I am once like you but now I just had to stop because I am feeling some weird things inside me whenever I drink coffee. One of which is it makes me ...

The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller

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The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller . Published on April 13, 1992 by Grand Central Publishing. In this book are pictures of the Roseman covered bridge by the author himself. Waller's books are mostly New York Times bestsellers and two of his novels are shown in motion pictures. I picked this book in a booksale for PHP 35 only. What made me choose to buy it is because I am intrigued of the love affair of a National Geographic photographer and a farm wife. The story is told by a writer who is not at all related to the people involved in the story rather he is asked by two siblings, Micheal and Carolyn Johnson , to write a story about their mother. The events recalled by the two siblings were based on the letters that their mother kept for a long time since they were kids. Their mother is Francesca Johnson , who is a farm wife in Iowa, and their father is Richard Johnson , who is a business man often out of the county to work. They all went to school during t...

In which I am not feeling very well.

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I'm back to writing (finally!) but that is mainly because 1.) it's a Sunday and 2.) I'm not feeling better. A couple of days ago, I felt a sore in the upper right side of my neck (sorry for the lack of medical term) and after days my right eye felt heavy by which I knew I'm going to have sinusitis. While taking a rest, I felt a weird feeling "down there" which caused me to cross my legs for a minute. It was so painful. I've been drinking liters of water (and have been going back to the comfort room!) since yesterday. There is lesser pain now but I am going to see a doctor for a check-up. I'm thinking it could be UTI or something. I hope it is nothing too bad. I'm drinking Pure Chamomile Tea (by Twinings!) because I know it can help soothe my tummy. I put two tablespoons of honey for my cough. My sinusitis has slowed a bit; I hope it doesn't come back tomorrow because it's so stressful. :( So, there you go, internet. I'm sic...

In which I force myself to write down these feelings although I am too weary (and too sleepy) to do so.

I am finding it hard to write something here (or even in my journal) because I am losing interest in all things which is quite weird and sad because almost all of the things that I used to enjoy doing seem to be less interesting anymore. Whenever I feel the urge of doing one thing in my list, writing per se,  I'd get excited and then I feel weary. Not sure if everyone feels this way at a certain age but I am pretty sure that at least somebody out there is wondering what in the world is happening to them. I'd like to think that way because it freaks me out whenever I think I am alone in this trap. Could it be a health problem? Mental strain? Or maybe I am subconsciously bored as to how I am doing things differently but the same somehow; maybe I need something new in my life but then I really don't know what could give me satisfaction and bring back the power of being passionate and happy in doing something with meaning (or without... it does not matter to me, I guess. I can...