Of late night musings

All my life, I thought caffeine didn’t work on me. Well, that didn’t matter much since I didn’t particularly fancy coffee nor tea. Am I the only one that feels the urge to brush my teeth and tongue after drinking them? Anyway so I got yuan yang, a drink combining coffee and tea after lunch. Went back to the office, work beckoned, etc etc and I only got to drink it after 4pm. Come my bedtime at 10pm (so I’m in my twenties and I have a 10pm bedtime, bite me), I was extremely awake. 

My mind was going on overdrive even after I set aside my phone and closed my eyes. I thought about future plans, past mistakes, imaginary could have beens. My brains fussed over words I said and should have said, actions I did and could have done. Ideas, sane or otherwise, bubbled one after other. One of which was to create this blog. I thought of the name and started thinking of what I could fill the blog with — random ramblings that doesn’t really matter.

My command of the English language is not as it was before so I’m hoping this will at least improve the way I string my sentences together. I’m quite an awkward person in real life and sometimes blurt out incomprehensible sentences so maybe this will help me become more coherent. 

Anyway, back to the name. Arasa is a Japanese portmanteau combining the word “around” and “thirty” used to describe people around thirties in age. There’s probably some connotations to the term but I’m not particularly referring to any particular meaning other than the literal one. 

I’m around thirties, with a boring background. Followed the mainstream education route, graduated from Uni, got a job, blah blah snoozefest. I’m a morning person and I rather wake up at 5.30 to arrive at work earlier than to squeeze with people on the trains. I’ve a 10pm bedtime but I miss that quite often because I’ve a workaholic boyfriend. He calls me when he’s done with work and I’m his personal DJ for his journey home so sometimes I end up sleeping 11, 12 or even 1am. I don’t really go out because my house is too far (read: 10-15 min lol) from the bus stop and the sun is too hot and I don’t want to spend money I don’t have to spend. My sin is sloth (evidently) and gluttony (My favourite question is “what are we having for lunch” and “what did you eat for lunch/dinner” is a close second).

Welcome to my world.