Story time from something that happened when I was 4 years old AKA Why I dont save the best for last: So I was never allowed soda because my parents are euros and they are very against artificial flavouring etc but I would always sneak a few sips at bday parties when they werent watching. Anyway, one summer day my mom took my sister and I to the beach. To my surprise, as a special treat my mom bought me TWO sodas because I was being a good girl. One was Crush Grape Soda which was very whatever to me, the other was Crush Cream Soda which was pink and perfect and was the absolute holy grail in my eyes. Seeing as I never ever was allowed to have soda, I knew these sugary elixirs were something I needed to cherish as I didnt know when my next chance would be. So, as most poeple do, I intended to save the best (cream soda) for last and drink it on the drive home. We we were hanging at da beach, I was sippin on da grape drank, then after a few hours it was time to go. We were walking to the car and the whole time I had my eyes on the cooler cuz I knew thats where my sweet pink Crush Cream Soda was being held. As we were making way to the parking lot, this tattered homeless dude walks by us looking all shabby and gaunt. It was a really hot day out and since my mom is a SAINT she goes to him and says excuse me sir are you thirsty? he says yes. I knew exactly what would happen next and instantly my heart sank. She reached in the cooler and gave the hobo MY PINK CRUSH CREAM SODA. I just stood there, eyes wide, lump in my throat, wanting to cry but I knew he needed it more than I did. Since that very day I try to enjoy things in the moment rather than putting them off because you never really know when it can all be taken away from you.
Posted on: Mon, 05 May 2014 02:02:41 +0000
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