I finally ate the white toblerone that has been sitting on my dresser for the past couple of weeks. Not eating it was supposed to stand for something, although I've never really figured out what it is supposed to stand for.
It took me less than 10 minutes to eat it. But I never really figured out why I wasn't eating it in the first place. Was I trying to be sentimental? Maybe. But then, why should I be? I don't even know what it really stands for. And I guess when it comes to 'toblerone', I'll never really come into any logical realization. I'll just have take it for what it is. It is a chocolate. A white chocolate. I like white chocolates. Therefore, I'll eat it. That is all there is to it. (ows?)
It took me less than 10 minutes to eat it. But I never really figured out why I wasn't eating it in the first place. Was I trying to be sentimental? Maybe. But then, why should I be? I don't even know what it really stands for. And I guess when it comes to 'toblerone', I'll never really come into any logical realization. I'll just have take it for what it is. It is a chocolate. A white chocolate. I like white chocolates. Therefore, I'll eat it. That is all there is to it. (ows?)