If anything in my life deserves a blog of it's own, I should say that it is my cup of coffee. All the die-hard coffee fans around here will probably call it milk-water into which some coffee powder fell in, but I'll still call it Coffee, and proudly too!!! Maybe my love for coffee stems from the fact that I hate tea and plain milk. Due to that, my mother had to search for alternatives, and finally she settled for coffee(because she hates all the health drinks floating around) and that is how I discovered the legend called coffee.
The first thing that comes into my mind is the steaming cup of coffee Umma keeps ready for me early in the morning. Especially on cold December mornings, it's the only thing that keeps me up and ready for the long college day ahead.
When a class gets too boring for me, leaving me in no state for another one, the first place I run to is the coffee-machine.
During the long hours leading to the final examination, panic forces me to stay awake all night. I'll never forget the one night in the hostel where me and my best friend stayed up the whole night, cramming in the physiology of cardiovascular system...and we measured out that night in 6 cups of coffee. That night still remains fresh in my mind(though what I studied doesn't)
How can I forget that cherished cup of coffee the 6 of us share just before entering the clinics?? We each get 2 sips each before we don our coats and stride(
) into the clinics ready to meet patients.
And last but not the least, the special mug in my house, just for me and my cuppa!!!! You make my day brighter!!!!
The first thing that comes into my mind is the steaming cup of coffee Umma keeps ready for me early in the morning. Especially on cold December mornings, it's the only thing that keeps me up and ready for the long college day ahead.
When a class gets too boring for me, leaving me in no state for another one, the first place I run to is the coffee-machine.
During the long hours leading to the final examination, panic forces me to stay awake all night. I'll never forget the one night in the hostel where me and my best friend stayed up the whole night, cramming in the physiology of cardiovascular system...and we measured out that night in 6 cups of coffee. That night still remains fresh in my mind(though what I studied doesn't)
How can I forget that cherished cup of coffee the 6 of us share just before entering the clinics?? We each get 2 sips each before we don our coats and stride(
And last but not the least, the special mug in my house, just for me and my cuppa!!!! You make my day brighter!!!!
