I have an addiction. No, it isn't to drugs, sex, or tobacco, but to Coca Cola. This carbonated brown beverage is my drink of choice more than it should be. I drink around 5 cans a day. I'm fully convinced my blood contains some form of high-fructose corn syrup, because I imbibe so much daily. I know this, yet I can't stop. I don't want to stop.
To be honest, I'm not even sure why I drink so much. It doesn't taste particularly good. It also always leaves a bad taste in my mouth. So why do I continue to drink it? Because, like I said, I'm completely addicted. I go through withdrawls if I don't have at least two a day. I get headaches, become cranky, can't sleep, and get stomachaches. It's like being addicted to a legal drug. I hate to make that comparison, but it's the only one I can think of that comes even close to what I experience when I don't drink it.
My parents have seen how much I drink, and are trying help me. I commend them for trying, but it is near-futile. I've tried numerous times to stop, but have had no luck whatsoever. Sure, I can cut back, but I can't quit. During the school year, I'd have to take two to school to satisfy my cravings. I'd drink one during third period, and one during lunch (fifth period). It was that bad.
I can tell the difference between Coke and any other beverage, whether it is a knock-off or Pepsi. I'm so confident in my Coke-detecting abilities, that I think I could probably identify it by smell if I had to. This isn't right, in my opinion.
When I think of myself as an old man, I see myself drinking Coke. I picture myself opening some futuristic bottle (a la the Pepsi bottle in Back to the Future II), and still having that familiar feeling of relief when it flows into my mouth. Maybe by that time they can just inject it into my bloodstream, rather than wasting time by drinking it.
To be honest, I'm not even sure why I drink so much. It doesn't taste particularly good. It also always leaves a bad taste in my mouth. So why do I continue to drink it? Because, like I said, I'm completely addicted. I go through withdrawls if I don't have at least two a day. I get headaches, become cranky, can't sleep, and get stomachaches. It's like being addicted to a legal drug. I hate to make that comparison, but it's the only one I can think of that comes even close to what I experience when I don't drink it.
My parents have seen how much I drink, and are trying help me. I commend them for trying, but it is near-futile. I've tried numerous times to stop, but have had no luck whatsoever. Sure, I can cut back, but I can't quit. During the school year, I'd have to take two to school to satisfy my cravings. I'd drink one during third period, and one during lunch (fifth period). It was that bad.
I can tell the difference between Coke and any other beverage, whether it is a knock-off or Pepsi. I'm so confident in my Coke-detecting abilities, that I think I could probably identify it by smell if I had to. This isn't right, in my opinion.
When I think of myself as an old man, I see myself drinking Coke. I picture myself opening some futuristic bottle (a la the Pepsi bottle in Back to the Future II), and still having that familiar feeling of relief when it flows into my mouth. Maybe by that time they can just inject it into my bloodstream, rather than wasting time by drinking it.
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I don't think the header and story attached could have gone together anymore perfectly.
XD
I can tell you're running out of things to write about.
Kind of. I'm not sure if it's so much as running out of ideas, but it's having no motivation or worrying too much about my readers' opinions.
I'll work on it.
Oh, and I ran out of those headers for each article, because SOMEONE has been lazy.
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