Cocoa High

You know, as a kid I used to read Enid Blyton daily. All the teabreaks filled with ginger ale, cocoa, scones, etc always made my mouth water with envy. It's no surprise that one of my all time favourite sodas is ginger ale. And cocoa often bring memoirs of childhood.

So why is it that every time I make a strong mug of cocoa, I end up becoming a hyperactive-insomnia-driven being?

And why do I refuse to believe it's the cocoa?

*Sigh*

Woke up today exhausted. It's been ages since I stayed up for any 'midnight chats'* with John. Not that I mind. It's good to have an opening conversation with your sibling anytime. Plus all the pent up energy needed to go somewhere and I cannot fully take a midnight jog in my area can I?


In other notes, I baked a cake for Father's Day.

Which turned out to be a fudge (DON'T ASK). But then, it's the taste that counts right?

RIGHT??

*Our 'midnight chats' goes from midnight till the wee hours in the morning.