Kristine Cuer

We’re finally half-way through completing this coffee session. Cup#9: another set of cookies and mint javakula.

paired with my now favorite pesto panini.

And one of the barista noticed that I’ve been frequenting their shop. She said once I’m finish completing my set of stickers, she’d go ahead and give me a V.I.P. card. I’d then be entitled for some freebies and discounts. SWEET!  So—err—I am that  noticeable after all. LOL. So much for my self-esteem there. haha. Bummer though, it was the girl Barista who told me that. LOL. Just disregard that. But oh well, at least it was crushie who made my coffee. I’m getting tempted to look at his nameplate. But I haven’t really said anything beyond my orders and thank you’s. Not that I’m expecting for some small talks. LOL. But a name would be nice right?XD For now, he’d just be crushie then. =p

So much for that, it’s Saturday night and finally, I’d have my one and only day-off tomorrow. Then I’d finally be back on night shift this Monday (I miss graveyard shift!). A lot of grand things are set to happen for the next 2 weeks. Some career-defining-life-changing-earth-shattering moments right there. haha. Kidding. But yeah, more or less something like that.

Anyway, speaking of grand I still hasn’t secured a dress and a mask for our upcoming company year-end party. Yep, we’ll have a masquerade ball and though if given just the right wardrobe, I wont mind wearing a corset. And if given more time to prepare and if I’d find the right stylist, I’d want my hair tied up just the way Ms. Elizabeth Bennet (played by Keira Knightley)  did her hair when she had her first dance with Mr. Darcy. Maybe then, the only problem I’d be facing come this year-end party would be finding my own Mr. Darcy to dance with. LOL. Kidding again. Seriously, it’s a company party so of course only company employees are allowed. So taking that in to consideration, the chance of me finding my Mr. Darcy come this night of Dec. 19 would be 0.01%. I have no office crushie after all. =p

Hmmm….my coffee-sessions are turning from coffee f.y.i to just plain blabbers to random rants. I guess that’s a good sign. Stress is going down down down.

So here we go again. Cup #9. 9 cups to go. 11 days more.