0521.12 The abuse of happy hour.

My last drinks. Just cos I’m OA-sentimental and I love posting my drinks…

0504.12 Perfect for the gloomy weather…

0507.12 It’s the happy hour. Mocha cookie crumble is a new favorite. :)

0518.12 A treat from my teammate. :) So sweet! Thanks, Chat!

It all started with the talks over the cups of coffee-blended drinks. And the getting-to-know stage goes on… And yes, still over these cups at times…

Mery and Melly

2011-12-27. The caramel macchiato and the cake shared with my patootskie who I bumped into at ATC. I missed that girl.

With the boyfriend at the early hours of November 30, 2011 holiday: our usual talks plus the internet. We needed to update something online.

— Mary Merie

Why I love coffee shops:

• Makes me concentrate.
• Gives me a ‘productive vibe’.
• Helps me realize.

And then the realization that if this goes on, we’ll all fall down. I just need the final utmost deciding factor to make a detour.

16.11.11

MERRY Christmas!

Sweet officemates gave me a cake and ordered me a venti caramel macchiato with the right spelling of my ‘MERIE’ on the cup for my birthday.

‘Neri’ instead of “Merie”. Always misspelled. (@Starbucks, McKinley)

The usual talk over a cup of hot caramel macchiato with Julie.

“Have pride and stop sulking on one corner over a matter that won’t really be resolved by making yourself look pitiful and by those lame and loser moves. Have a tad pride and strut your confidence instead. Maybe through that he’ll take notice. Oh wait, you shouldn’t even be bothered. Move on. Yes, hard but just move on.”

Prolly this be one of my favorite photos apart from having a photo with my gorgeous cousin (we can only have photos together every ‘n’ years) the things I love are captured here…

the sky…

the sea…

the beach…

and Starbucks.

take me back there!

Always and forever. Fail name spelling. Haha. But of course who, of all baristas on earth, would know that there’s an existing Merie spelling? My parents are weird.

Got some me-time on a Saturday. Finally. Didn’t attend the Bible class. Thinks of dropping it and just attend the Hermeneutics when it starts.Went to a dressmaker and asked him to alter this cute vintage dress I bought from a thrift shop for only Php50.00!! I’ll show the world when it’s done and when I’m wearing it already. Hah!

Right now I’m thinking of the team outing tomorrow. May it be fun, even with the high possibility of me not going :(

p.s. I need a new book to read. I badly need suggestions cos I’m reading novels of the same genre. Help!?

p.p.s I missed Tumblr. It’s been a week.

After watching a really ‘victorious’ basketball game of the Green Gang/Gang Green at Ynares; and after having dinner with some of the members of another team at Shang, I, with two of my teammates, went to Megamall and strolled. Begging that I wanna sit already (like I was the one who played basketball that I felt so tired), I decided (and they conformed) to stay at Seattle’s Best and ordered their Almond Praline Javakula — my drink last night. I haven’t had a Seattle’s Best drink (and chill) for over a year.

The usual talks — we talked about their game, about sleep, blablabla, and then came to the point when we were talking about what’s written in my planner-slash-diary. OMG. Unfathomable shame every time I remember that he was able to read that post about him. T__T The feeling of your blood rushing to your face.