My Love-Hate Relationship with Coffee

For the whole day today, I feel like I am on some kind of stimulant. I am really jumpy and excited, but at the same time my body is extremely tired. My hands are shaky,my mind jumps from one subject to another, and I blurt out random thoughts. This is what happens when I drink coffee. My body cannot tolerate any kind of caffeine, it would just go out of control. I only drank about 25ml of coffee (not even one forth of the coffee in my bottle) and my body is already going bonkers. I am so jealous of those people that can drink coffee to keep them awake. For me, the tiredness does not get cancelled out, I only get over excited and waste all my energy. Even though I go though is every time I drink coffee, I would somehow convince myself to forget the distressful experience after a few weeks. I would think that my body can handle at least some caffeine and then go ahead a buy another bottle. The reason behind this over-optimism is that I just love the taste and smell of coffee. Every time I buy a coffee, I would only remember the smooth taste of coffee and forget the consequences. Of course, another reason why I am inclined to buy coffee is that so many use it to as a wake up drink that I feel like I can do the same. The should not share this feeling towards coffee, but too often I do.


This blog post is probably very messed up, redundant and make very little sense, but this is me under the wicked spell of caffeine. I would probably be this way for the rest of the day, so why not just write the blog post when I am still conscious enough to describe my feelings.