Ice Cream.... Yum

I am sad to be writing my last blog for morning munchies. But, all things must come to an end at some point, such as my math career and teenage mood swings. The other day in my A block English class, we were debating about Ice cream cake. I don’t care much for ice cream cake, but whatever blows wind up your quilt.
Although ice cream cake doesn’t tickle my fancy, I do think that ice cream is one of the most brilliant inventions to grace our polluted earth. Ice cream is like the lover who plays hard to get. It is so cold and distant. Ice cream doesn’t have an inviting home. The moment you open the front door, a gust of cold wind comes from the freezer.

“ What did I do to you…… my love?” you say turning to the ice cream. The ice cream gives you the cold shoulder; yet you continue your advances, ignoring the advice your loyal friends have given you.

“ He will make you go from a two to an eight.” Exclaims Sue Bop
“ You know your mother would be happier if you were with Asparagus.” Says Auntie Agnes shaking her head.

“ That guy from the block; Apple Pie is much sweeter.” Viva Veronica reminds me.

Yet the advice is ignored because nothing can keep true lovers apart. And no matter what people say….. you will always sneak out at night. Tip toeing down the stairs ( making sure not to wake the parents) and telling your dog not to bark as you make your way to the baron freezer.

The moment the door opens you feel the tension. The cold air makes little hills appear all over your body and you lose your voice. There he stands. Tall brave and broad around the shoulders. You grab him first and take the top off.

“ What would my parents say?” your mind screams.

There is a plastic protective layer under the top and you take that off to, because you cant truly enjoy ice cream with all those unnecessary layers.

The well tanned skin of the ice cream appears.

“ Chocolate peanut butter……. My favorite!” you think.

You open wide and the cold sends a shock up your teeth.

“ Why are you always doing this to me!” you ask angrily looking down at your ice cream.

But, then a delightful taste arouses your taste buds. Rich, bitter dark chocolate, mixed with sweet and playful peanut butter. You keep asking for more….. more…. MORE! You grab a sharp spoon and you hack away at the ice cream, till the carton is left empty.

You embrace the harsh treatment, the stand offish attitude. Because, he is everything you wanted. You have been waiting your whole life for this experience. And you wont ever replace your favorite midnight snack.