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?Hot Chocolate
Monday, August 3, 2009, 7:37 PM

The smell of newly brewed coffee. The sounds of sipping adults. The chilly surroundings of a cafe. It's starting to become a daily addict for me. My day CAN NEVER start afresh if I do not go through those doors of STARBUCKS.


I love it when my brain automatically signals my mouth to say "one tall hot chocolate" following with a sincere, calm smile. It's like as if I was born with this routine in me.


The marker squeeked as the cashier cursived my name on the styrofoam cup. As I slide my hand and grip it, the smoothness of its material kept me excited from having the very first sip of the day.


I loove it when I enter class and I have a hot chocolate placed on the top right corner of my table. It gives me a sense of readyness and enthusiasm to start my day.


I'm in loovvee, with hot chocolate♥


obsession.