Old habits die hard

The last time I crammed was for the review for my last test in uni. My friend Potch sat with me throughout the time because I could not concentrate by myself. We sat in Starbucks for 10 hours armed with a Frappe and a muffin.

More than a year later, I’m back in the same scenario: with my frap and muffin, my iTunes on Chopin, and preparing for work on Monday.

I had forgotten what it felt like to sit like this. I wasn't even sure if they still allow people to settle here and work. I haven’t gone in Starbucks that long.


Trust Starbucks to come up with all sorts of muffins.