caffeine high...and worse, I'm currently 
PMS-ing! So back off!....all hell will break loose
.... haha, kidding......but I'm on a high, really, although I only had 2 miniaaaaaaaature cups of a 12-peso tea latte with sugar from IBC-13's Nescafe vendo-machine (courtesy of Daddy Jek, thanks again,daddy Jek) - it has the same effect on me as with any other bittersweet beverages/substances --- it triggered my imagined psycho-illness.
So... to you, dear faceless anonymous viewer/s, enjoy an agonizing dose of disorganized thoughts and incoherence. Haha.
Here, my litany begins:
I am multi-faceted.... and I'm a feline....
meow, which means I have nine lives... 'got only 3 lives left in existence though...but lo, I'm prowling and living them to the fullest RawwwRRRR! Current life in existence is at both ends of the pole. I'm the worst bi-polar,yo!. Or at least, a self-confessed bipolar... Cannot afford professional opinion to make the illness official yet. Sorry.
All-smiles
Giggling in all my pa-cute splendor
unmindful how crooked my teeth are
Guffawing silly
devoid of all inhibitions
...and in-love yet again with yet another illusion
Oh, Toni 1, when will you ever learn?
or at least grow up?
On my second cup I was:
Hyperventilating
My thoughs not only has gone haywire
it popped hyperlinks out every nano-second
and I have no choice but to hide deep into the confines of my aural curtain *
my iPod, yo*and shun your world
.Then there was S I L E N C E
so chaotic it could deafen you
Then there was INTROSPECTION
bathed in paranoia, it could make you go delusional.
*** *** *** ***
But there's still:
PERSISTENCE and immovable stubbornness
and RESILIENCE
and RESILIENCE
that'r, all at once, giving me the metaphorical major-kick-in-the- butt...
...making me stand on my toes and shrug off all life's colossally-little shit
and say,
BRING IT ON, y'all!
toodles!gotta go get my third cup....
...this time, a venti.
Ah, life.... FILL ME IN and
get going.....................................
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