God Bless Starbucks!

Saturday. 1149am.

Cold Venti Soja latte Chai and london Sandwich.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten 20liciuos boys and three 40hunks dads just around me… who cares about my london sandwich, i already got breakfast, a visual one.

But trust me, when i woke up at 6am i didnt plan this. Im not always thinking in, you know… guys.

I just went early for my fancy car (it was on the hospital cars) and do some stuff you just can do on weekends, i even didnt take a shower before to go out. But i pass by here, this Starbucks and, i haven been at this one for a long time so… i get in and almost get off. Ok, to explicit for morning hours.

So, im finishing my breakfast and bring my WICKED book and i just can't concentrate. And i cant blame Starbucks (since they make you put your name in your cup is that they allow or even push you to flirt). Furthermore, i cant complain about the overpriced when they include you the "meetic rate" but with an extra free live on site experience.

So instead of reading i start diving YouTube and find a song i really like, special version, and like its saturday, and jews dont work on Saturdays, so lets just enjoy this great song, Boderline Madonna, Sticky and Sweet Tour.

God Bless Starbucks!