Thursday, November 6, 2008

Coffee Conversations and a Commercial

My affinity for coffee has developed, changed and evolved through the years. It was always an essential part of my life, whether decaf, iced, ice-blended or hot… Or even 3-in-1 instant.

When I was in high school, my entire family hung out at our nearby mall every weekend. We did the usual things — had dinner, heard mass, did groceries, watched the occasional movie. After all that, we would always sit at our usual café and, you guessed it, had coffee. My little brother, still too young for coffee, had milkshakes. I had my fancy frappes. Mom would have her brewed coffee, as did my dad.

In college, away from home, and not always present for our weekend family mall dates, I preferred coffee with friends over beers with buddies. Then I could write my assignments alone, catch up on reading or rant to/with a friend about the impossible Math/Bio/Chem/mostly Math exams.

When my time with my First Job Ever ended, I met a couple friends at the café right across our building to cry out the goodbyes.

When The Boyfriend and I had a particularly difficult subject to talk about, we went out and talked over coffee and cigarettes. Cigarettes for the stress, the public place to ensure we get to keep ourselves calm and rational, and the sips of coffee to take a breather from the tension.

At my Call Center job, we had coffee after shifts to kill the inevitable monotony.

As a bum, or even when I’m not, I’ve spent hours alone at cafés, with nothing more than either a pen and paper to write with, or a book to read. Much needed alone time.

Friendships forged under the roofs of our nearby cafés, time spent with myself and I, love rekindled, relationships repaired, families bonded — all over cups of coffee (and a few cigarettes).

It’s not just the caffeine we cherish, you know, though it does come in handy for long nights and tiring days. It’s also the conversations — with our own selves or with others — that we have over it.

[Cue: a pause to ponder the thought]

Now, enough sentimental shit. Here’s one other reason I’m obsessing over coffee at the moment:

It’s that time of the year! The Starbucks 2009 planner has finally been unveiled! (November 4 was not just the day for the US Elections (Yay! Obama!), it was the day the Red Cups came out!) Now, we can spend quality time with friends and family and get stickers to bring us that much-desired planner! This time of the year, I have an extra excuse to spend money on overpriced coffee. Woohoo!



  1. You just had to mention the Starbucks Planner. And I was soooooo into the sentimentality of the post.

    Comment by Ade — Thursday, November 6, 2008 @ 1:07 am | Reply

  2. @Ade: You’re mean. :’-( I was actually intending to blog about the Starbucks planner and I got all sentimental. It kind of worked the other way around.
    Coffee? Heehee. :D

    Comment by jungzx — Thursday, November 6, 2008 @ 1:12 am | Reply

  3. Love this post.:) *raises hand as one of the friends in the couple of friends group* Labo.

    The planner is a bit more simple than before ha. Remember being in that cafe where we ran to the location of the First Ever Job because of a friend?:)

    I love you Jung! I thank the endless chains of cafe shops along the Metro because I met one of the truest friends ever.:) Senti!

    Comment by The Lioness — Thursday, November 6, 2008 @ 2:53 am | Reply

  4. nice.. love these kinds of posts..

    Comment by pepi — Thursday, November 6, 2008 @ 8:25 am | Reply

  5. Haha. Sentimental dahil sa planner?

    Anyways, I really miss bonding with friends over coffee. I just hope I have time. (like I said in my text) At least now my kuripot self can feel a little less guilty about the overpriced frappes since I can earn it in an hour of overtime. Heh.

    Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf sana eh, but since you HAVE to have the planner, sige, Starbucks na. (Pero yung time. Huhu.)

    Comment by anna o — Thursday, November 6, 2008 @ 11:01 am | Reply

  6. Hilarious. Makikisenti-mode na sana ako pero nauwi sa planner ang sentimentality.

    Ooh. Off ako ng three days: this 10, 11, 12. I want Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf too kaya lang pagbibigyan ka na nga namin sa Starbucks. LOL.

    I’ll just text you kung sino pa ang mahihila ko. I need to save my dying social life. My job is killing it.

    Comment by KC — Thursday, November 6, 2008 @ 1:48 pm | Reply

  7. @Lioness: The café we cried at was CBTL noh. (I miss that café!!!) The café we RAN FROM — OMG I was wearing my cousin’s shooooes! — is where we’re going to hang out until this sticker thing is over. Hahahahaha I still have the pictures! ;D *hugs*

    @Pepi: Thanks, dude!

    @Anna O & KC: I like CBTL din noh! Hahaha. Pero yes, yes, thank you for giving me this chance. “What are true friends are for”?! Let’s exchange messages in Multiply na lang. :P Pwede ako 10-12, sana Anna ikaw din!

    Comment by jungzx — Thursday, November 6, 2008 @ 5:19 pm | Reply

  8. thanks for the link… true… true.. drinking coffee has become a mass-psychotic ritual of sorts! it has massively floated to the surface of the consumer’s society… dark cherry mocha is love. =) hehe.

    Comment by venice — Saturday, November 8, 2008 @ 10:35 pm | Reply

  9. I got my planner already, and in just 4 days :( Gahhh! Yay for overpriced coffee! :D

    Comment by toni — Monday, November 10, 2008 @ 8:42 pm | Reply

  10. @venice: No problem. As I’ve said, I wasn’t brave enough to snap pics of my own eh. Hehe. Dark Cherry Mocha is my favorite Christmas Coffee this year! :D

    @toni: RECORD BREAKING SPEED!!! OMG! Hahahaha. Congratulations!? ;p

    Comment by jungzx — Wednesday, November 12, 2008 @ 4:37 pm | Reply

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