Thursday, April 09, 2009

Remember i said that i recently have been stuffing my face?

The desperation with which i dug into the fridge looking for something sweet and brown, and the ferocity in how i broke the hard piece into smaller bits, threw them into my mouth and chewed down hard despite my liking for it to be melted and smooth, shocked me.

(I'm surprised i didn't gnaw on the bar a la viking:drumstick)

I actually felt my cranial dwelling neurons sigh a huge sigh of relief as my taste buds savoured, in frenzied urgency, the familiar taste of chocolate.

Uh, I am not pregnant.

6 comments:

z said...

wah watsup with chocolate? it gives me zits so i try nt to take it. but boy, do i love a snickers or dove every now and then.love it. but hate it too

joline said...

z:

Beats me... unexplainable craving. i ate so much in the end that i did not have to eat dinner... madness.

agh, what torture! to love choc but have breakouts aft that!
oh yes, love Dove choc too. lovely. :-)

MK said...

your last line makes it sound as though...

... you want to be pregnant LOL

joline said...

MK:

OOPS. i shld change the sad face or just take it out! hahah...

Anonymous said...

ur mother is so cartoon.

joline said...

anon:yeah man, sometimes. you should see her when her sisters are around. worse. in fact, her sisters are "worse"! they are a hilarious bunch.