It has been claimed that chocolate helps against depression, and I'm sure there's something in it.
I really wanted some chocolate today.
And I've got some, too... packed away in my backpack, along with all the other stuff I was supposed to bring back for my sister. And it's a massive one.
Basically, I am something of a personal shopper for my sister. She requests something, I go out and buy it. Quite a luxury. And if it wasn't for the fact that she's in a different country, I'd ask her to get it herself. Politely. NOT. Anyway. She asked for a Galaxy chocolate bar, so naturally I picked up the smallest one I could find, a christmas special family pack about the same size as the magazine I went out to get her.
Unfortunately, it's also quite suicidal, and currently screaming at me.
Bloody emo chocolate.
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