...well, Diet Coke. Real coke is too sweet for my tastes.
So I'm a healthy person. I walk to and from school and everywhere else. I don't eat red meat. I avoid friend food. I love veggies and fruit. I won't eat gelatin products. And yet, I have these three vices.
I just started smoking after realizing I've been a second hand smoker. It was yet another closet to come out of. For years, I smoked vicariously through other people. My grandpa smoked. My parents did. The people I dated did. A few friends. One day I realized I was addicted and instead of fighting it and avoiding it, I decided I needed a vice. So now I'm a smoker. I hate how it sounds, it's like I'm weak or something. I only smoke like...one cigarette a week, but still...it's not good, I know. But I can do pushups and run cross country...(and I work like a bitch to keep my teeth white and breath clean. It's working so far...)
...because it's chocolate. Because we all need it sometimes. It doesn't require any real explanation or excuse.
Caffeine. It's a legal drug, and by all means hook it up to my veins. How else could I get through a day. Take everything else away from me, but let me have my coffee. I don't want to be a bitch in the morning, I don't. I want to be happy and have the energy to put my hair in a neat pony tail. But without my coffee, this won't happen. Coffee beans smell divine. I even purchased coffee incense.
4) diet Coke
I don't like things that are overly sweet like regular coke. Diet works just fine. I'm going to have a sacharine overdose. Or some kind of kidney failure. Or cancer, whatver happens from ingesting imitation sugar.
My vices...the four C's.