Do not be too concerned!! This post is not relevant I just wanted to share this horror with you all...
... Please someone save me... I now regret everything I have ever done in my life as well as gave myself diabetic shock.
My sister came over for a nice little night together before I went off to college. We got bored and so we decided to cook some "food". We made four different meals and I will now explain to you why I am going to die.
We started the meal with I'm Just Mushrooms. Its as simple as it sounds, mushrooms, some oil and salt, this wasn't at all bad~ I actually enjoyed the simple taste. It was the next thing that did me in.
Next up was Regretful Sausage... I regret ever even thinking of making this... It was... well it made me think about my life and all the bad choices I ever made. It kind of tasted like that awkward moment when a sweet person you don't really like is trying to have a causal conversation with you even though they know you don't really like them. I just... it made me rethink everything.
Our third dish was Identity Crisis Fondue. It wasn't really sure what it was and I wasn't really sure who I was. It was an out of body experience that also gave me a mild diabetic shock. It had about fourteen different forms of sugar, natural and not, and didn't know who it really was. And it somehow tasted like nuts and not really fruit fruit. Hmm... I'm still confused...
The last dish was the most painful. We put all three of the other dishes together to make Repressed Childhood Memories Mushrooms and Sausage Fondue. It tasted as bad as it sounds. It brought back all the painful memories I tried so hard to forget and pretty beat my self-confidence into a submissive bloody pulp. It murdered any sense of self-worth and essentially killed who I was, though I wasn't really sure who I was anymore anyway. This was the final nail in my coffin... I died at that moment. For several minutes I was lifeless and floated through my pained existence in a hazy fog, trying to recapture who I thought I once was.
I now have to force down this horrible memory into the pit of my darkened soul and hope to become a good person again. I hope I can do this but I need a lot of help... That event was horrific and I wouldn't even wish it on my enemies...
But we did make one good thing tonight, International Chocolate Cake~ We had a nice chocolate sauce made of four different counties, England, America, Bolivia and Switzerland, and we put the sauce over a German chocolate cake~ It was wonderfully international~ Now I don't even know my nationality anymore~ :D
... Please someone save me from this pain.... T^T
