Where's my Tea!!

Im sad now, because i just realised i have finished all the tea bags in the tea jar during the exam week. Must restock on earl gray...Tea is my good friend.

What place wherein do you find such comfort, such warmth, such unconditional care? A Tea Bag.


When you are down, it is there to console you, to tell you that all is not lost, that there is still a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel.
It gives you the energy to pick yourself up from the pathetic huddle you have been reduced to and spurs you on to run with all your might. It is the patch of blue amidst the gray canopy of clouds, the blanket that wraps around you when you are shivering in the bitter winter cold, and the flaming torch which shines upon the path at your feet, so that you may progress in the harsh battle.


Look at Mr Tea Bag's welcoming smile, his dark cheery eyes and lovely teabagstring. Such a perfect shade of brown too.