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I scream, You scream, we all scream for ICE CREAM!!!!!!
I can't put my finger on it...but ice cream has a magical properties. When manang bought mango (that classic mango flavor I always ate when I was 5), my eyes lighted up like a firefly's glow when its dark. I gobbled it up in mom's office and gobbled up some more when I came home. Its magic still lingers within me, giving me a tingling feeling in my bones.
Maybe it's sugar rush or just the way I haven't eaten one in a very long time. I treated it like what a fish would do when it's suddenly plopped back to the water. Because of the cream, I actually asked my parents if they wanted water and never grumbled when father asked me to get some ice cream in the fridge. In fact, I stared up the sky and smiled at the billowing clouds above me.
There's just some things that can give you that natural high. It might be the sight of a friend, a phone call, a message, pasta......you name it. I've experienced so many nh's in my life. Last week, it was buying 2 new pocketbooks. The weeks before, finishing the exams. 2 year ago, graduation.And now, ice cream. A friend once said she loved ice cream so much she ate it every morning. I thought she'd gone crazy. I now see why.
Without ice cream life and fame are meaningless------Anonymous



ice cream. :D
is anonymous me? *big smilE*
hehe. jawking. :p
hey marlo!! see? i read your blog... happy now? :) will post something in mine tomorrow... :)
I wonder who Anonymous is...
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