Food for the soul
Chocolate.
A potent substance far more superior than any other in terms of addictiveness. Dark, milk, bittersweet, or white all choice for your natural indulgence. Nevertheless, they all share the same magic that keeps people craving for more. It's not the heavenly taste nor the appetite filling effects. In fact, reaserchers has provided compelling evidence that chocolate nibbling could enhance our mood and relax our mental capacity. Further studies has also proved that the ingredients could make chocolate feel, taste, and smell better. Sound like weed? Read this http://www.cnn.com/HEALTH/indepth.food/sweets/chocolate.cravings/index.html.
As I would like to sway this blog from personal, self-perceive stories and change it into an insightful reading providing objective analysis and rigid methods of persuasion, I must say I have fail with dignity. Last night was supposedly a rare time in this far away land where my senses were tantalized with food. Not just the sort of fulfillment delight in my mouth but a sort of enlighting upheaval all around my body. I had the best White Chocolate Cheesecake courtesy of Freestyle (and my dear friend's early birthday celebration). The three of us all sat there easting our preffered fattening dessert. Just a few moment after the food affected the chemicals in our veins we started to have a very nice fun chat about not-so-favorite-pasttime-things without the reversed attitude and diplomatic rebuttals. The playing field was out in the open sky and none had complains about the heat. Yup, you guessed it right. Previous lovers, tainted/well dealt relationship, and absurbly awkward moment were discussed. Flowed like running water in our backyard, it was especially hard for me being the minority in terms of gender to disclose certain events. However, the endorphines and serotonins thanks to our meals made our encoding and decoding part much easier. Basically, the warm and lighthearted exchange on previous datees (a plural for people we have dated, taken from my own over rated brain) got me to think that my long abstinence from formal romantic relationships is with good, solid reasons.
This had me to think back the comments other people had presented to me on my single status patheticness. Close significant others such as bestfriends has postulated my over-pickyness while my dad thinks I'm a free and unattached individual. Some people that knows me at some distance would regard me as stupid when they acknowledge the many opputunities (not to mention qualities) I could have pinned down. But an interesting electronic moderated dialogue with a certain opposite gender older generation artsy individual gave me a very uncommon explanation which is that my way of thinking maybe more mature to have a committed partnership with someone my own age or younger. She further stated that I need to date someone two years older because most of the girls my age are demanding and dependent.
Well, since I'm still high on chocolate (although, I doubt any empirical studies that would prove the effects last this long) I just want to say that I don't regret any decision in the Love Department. Conversely, I'm glad that those are the decisions I took.
A potent substance far more superior than any other in terms of addictiveness. Dark, milk, bittersweet, or white all choice for your natural indulgence. Nevertheless, they all share the same magic that keeps people craving for more. It's not the heavenly taste nor the appetite filling effects. In fact, reaserchers has provided compelling evidence that chocolate nibbling could enhance our mood and relax our mental capacity. Further studies has also proved that the ingredients could make chocolate feel, taste, and smell better. Sound like weed? Read this http://www.cnn.com/HEALTH/indepth.food/sweets/chocolate.cravings/index.html.
As I would like to sway this blog from personal, self-perceive stories and change it into an insightful reading providing objective analysis and rigid methods of persuasion, I must say I have fail with dignity. Last night was supposedly a rare time in this far away land where my senses were tantalized with food. Not just the sort of fulfillment delight in my mouth but a sort of enlighting upheaval all around my body. I had the best White Chocolate Cheesecake courtesy of Freestyle (and my dear friend's early birthday celebration). The three of us all sat there easting our preffered fattening dessert. Just a few moment after the food affected the chemicals in our veins we started to have a very nice fun chat about not-so-favorite-pasttime-things without the reversed attitude and diplomatic rebuttals. The playing field was out in the open sky and none had complains about the heat. Yup, you guessed it right. Previous lovers, tainted/well dealt relationship, and absurbly awkward moment were discussed. Flowed like running water in our backyard, it was especially hard for me being the minority in terms of gender to disclose certain events. However, the endorphines and serotonins thanks to our meals made our encoding and decoding part much easier. Basically, the warm and lighthearted exchange on previous datees (a plural for people we have dated, taken from my own over rated brain) got me to think that my long abstinence from formal romantic relationships is with good, solid reasons.
This had me to think back the comments other people had presented to me on my single status patheticness. Close significant others such as bestfriends has postulated my over-pickyness while my dad thinks I'm a free and unattached individual. Some people that knows me at some distance would regard me as stupid when they acknowledge the many opputunities (not to mention qualities) I could have pinned down. But an interesting electronic moderated dialogue with a certain opposite gender older generation artsy individual gave me a very uncommon explanation which is that my way of thinking maybe more mature to have a committed partnership with someone my own age or younger. She further stated that I need to date someone two years older because most of the girls my age are demanding and dependent.
Well, since I'm still high on chocolate (although, I doubt any empirical studies that would prove the effects last this long) I just want to say that I don't regret any decision in the Love Department. Conversely, I'm glad that those are the decisions I took.
posted by the one beneath your hair above your eyebrows @ 5:47 PM
3 Comments:
Dit, is this post derived from the BT you were talking about?
well, for the advice, don't let the BT conquers your "BJ"
hahahaha...
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