Tuesday, 29. August 2006

Lost In The Supermarket

I have never really been into chocolate. Particulary because I treat my teeth like shit and the pain reminds me of it every time I have something even remotely sweet... even salty stuff hurts. No really, it does. But sometimes I get a craving and that's when I'll have to deal with this crap. I'll get me some cheap stuff and just stuff it up inside of me. I always feel like throwing up afterwards. Why chocolate when you can have a blood dripping steak (can you see Homer Simpson in front of you? I certainly do when I look into the mirror).

Despite that, there was a time when I'd gladly spend some of my hard earned, uhm, pocket money-- anyway, I'd buy me a chocolate bar any given day at school because it was actually that delicious. It was one of my very least favourite bars, you know Mars? Right. I could go with Snickers sometimes, but Mars is disgusting. Too creamy-caramel, and too much sugar. WAY too much. Even for the craving. Except, they made it with almonds back then.

I wasn't exactly happy, you know? But when I think back to these times where school was just a bore and merely a way to gather my friends all around me, that bar of chocolate always pops into my mind, how I'd really enjoy standing in line for five minutes, just to eat it, enjoy it.

And then they stopped making it. I don't know why... it never occured to me to ask the company, either. Why would I? It's not as if they'd start making it again. And maybe I wouldn't want to know the reason anyway. I do believe it was the beginning of my personal dilemma. You just can't take away a girl's favourite chocolate bar.

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