"you have changed" pt1

its been awhile seen i last updated my blog; i was busy with stuffs while listening to podcast (if there is actually someone care to know that is. hahaha)

random topic been floating around my head for awhile. maybe it is not blog-worthy but at least its something i can occupied my blog hahaha :

i used to be a non coffee drinker. because coffee gives me headache and i will be extra sleepy later. but i do like ice blended or frappacino once awhile. ( for the whipped cream of cause) 

but since after i work in a cafe 1 and half  years ago. at first i was just helping out and eventually i learn to brew coffee thus i need to taste the coffee shots (learn to differentiate good n badly brewed coffee) 

for the first few weeks was a disaster for me. i got bad headache after a cup .. it was so bad i would just sleep during my days off... so i was a "barista-who-dont-drink-coffee" but slowly my body starting to tolerate coffee; without having big stupid headache..and in fact starting to enjoy drinking coffee.. 

at this point people around me starting to be surprise;  "since when you drink coffee??" they asked. this kinda caught me off guard... thinking.. "oh my god.. i've changed.." 

but slowly i realize that i really need my "coffee fix" everyday, i get a big headache whenever i don't have my coffee before evening (how ironic ) ; one time i even vomited  n stay in bed towards the day and im not being dramatic here.(how i know it is because i skipped my coffee u asked? because i already recognize how was the discomfort and the ache was like ) 

now, whenever i got out.. i would excuse myself no matter what , to find a nearest cafe to get my coffee; i would make sure my home have coffee stock up:  i dont want coffee, but i need coffee

yes,  really take my coffee break that seriously. 



"The nuns taught us there are two ways through life … the way of Nature… and the way of Grace. You have to choose which one you’ll follow. Grace doesn’t try to please itself. Accepts being slighted, forgotten, disliked. Accepts insults and injuries. They taught us that no one who loves the way of grace…ever comes to a bad end. "



I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.



look at yourself as a colour, you may not be everybody's favorite colour.
but one day, u will meet someone who needs you to complete his picture. 



It’s messing people up, 
this social pressure to “find your passion” 
and “know what it is you want to do”. 

It’s perfectly fine to just live your moments fully, 
and marvel as many small and large passions,
 many small and large purposes enter and leave your life.

 For many people there is no realization, 
no bliss to follow, no discovery of your life’s purpose. 
This isn’t sad, it’s just the way things are. 

Stop trying to find the forest and just enjoy the trees.



.. I always have such need to merely talk to you. Even when I have nothing to talk about — with you I just seem to go right ahead and sort of invent it. I invent it for you. Because I never seem to run out of tenderness for you and because I need to feel you near. Excuse the bad writing and excuse the emotional overflow. What I mean to say, perhaps, is that, in a way, I am never empty of you; not for a moment, an instant, a single second...



this start happen since a year ago when i pass by one boutique which is in the building i usually go. This boutique have not just one but around 5 easel for their promotion stand placing around the building. i will stare at the easel whenever i pass by and i have this urge to steal it because they are just soo beautifulllll.. (but i couldnt. cctv are everywhere haahah ) 

anyways, one day i went to this boutique for some window shopping and i found out not just 1 but 5 easels kept inside the store, how i found out? i just saw them haahah. for me of cuz i gone gaga.. after asking the shop keeper,  i found out those easels was usually from an art gallery/ studio and given to the shop. i have high hopes for having them as now i tot they might need it anymore(instead of keepin then in the store..they deserve better!! ). i was so exited and ask the shopkeeper whether they can sell me in a cheaper price. but turns out they are not selling them.. which is quite a bummer.

 i'm not sure was it me or is a trend now for shop now using easel as their promotion/ menu stand. because apparently i see easels everywhere.. not just any ordinary easle. but those good quality fancy ones!! thus is not cheappp.. which drive me nutss . 

but its okay. i have my own DIY one.. is from an old wooden bed frame hahahaa.. 


♥ no copy cat please :)   © -Jean Lynn- I'm little bit of everything 2014

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