My Innocent Drink

The weather has been so unpredictable these past few days. Sunday was mild rain showers. Monday, it was raining cats and dogs. Tuesday, SCORCHING high temperature you'd be sunburned the minute you step out into the daylight. Oh, Mr. Weather why so moody? Maybe you're too stressed?

Stress. Stress, stress, stress. Stress everyday and everywhere. Everyone is stressed, even the weather. Stress became a part of me ever since I came to college. It creeps through the veins until your heart pumps stress instead of blood . I live and feed on stress. I am stress. Okay, that may be a bit exaggerated but you, as a fellow college student, MUST DEFINITELY know what I mean. Stress can be overwhelming at times that we, most often than not, act like retards because of it. Having that freedom as adults isn't that fun after all. What we wanted was enjoyable/ happy-go-lucky freedom, and not the kind that required us to have responsibilities.

A cup of hot chocolate 

My tiny bit of sweet escape from my hell weeks (or hell months as we call it) every now and then is drinking a warm cup of my favorite chocolate drink (MILO! FTW!) It brings me back to my senses and calms my over-excited nerves and brain cells, who are always working on the double. It provides me with the adrenaline I need to defeat my workload. Contrary to many people who prefer coffee over this sweet and delicious drink, Milo keeps me pumped up till the wee hours of the morning. Coffee makes me sleepy. Yes. At times, coffee may keep me wide awake like an owl, but most of the time it acts as my tranquilizer or rather my sedative. A cup of coffee makes me woozy and really groggy. Funny how its effect on me is the reverse to what is the norm. I might be a freak! O_O That's why I prefer the chocolate-y goodness of Milo than Nescafe or Starbucks' Frappuccino. Forgive me Starbucks fanatics.

But now that I think about it, I may have another reason for choosing the former than the latter. I've always drunk Milo back when I was a kid. Back when I was innocent and stress free, who worried about nothing but what color of crayola to use. Somehow, drinking Milo makes me think and feel like I'm back to being a kid again. Drinking coffee makes me feel like a sir. HAHA. 

Not that I don't want to be an adult, but who ever said being an adult was so nerve-wracking? As cliche as it may sound, indeed we yearn to be kids again when we're adults and vice-versa. Ironic isn't it?

Chocolate drinks relieve me of the tension and pressure I feel. I want to get my innocent life back. A life without stress. A life where I can enjoy even the tiniest and sweetest bits of it that I seem to be always euphoric. It is only through this that I reminisce the past. Though they may make me stronger, I can never fully appreciate the bitter things in life if nothing sweet comes out of it.. Like how I don't enjoy coffee without putting two tablespoons (or perhaps more) of creamer. 

After all that I have said, I believe that the simple act of drinking a hot cup of chocolate means a lot to me. Vague as it may seem to others, I dare say it is a part of me. It is who I am before, but is now and forever only a shard of memory left by a catastrophic event in my life as I transition to adulthood: COLLEGE