I am one of those annoying people who will change their drink order when I find out the restaurant only carries pepsi products. Eating a dinner just isn't complete with a refreshing diet coke to wash it down.
I never experienced a shortage of diet coke until I came to college and realized I had picked a school that not only didn't carry Diet Coke, but carried disgusting Pepsi products instead. In times of coke desperation I secretly curse myself for not choosing to go to school in the south where this wouldn't be an issue.
Like most me relationships, Diet Coke and I go through our rocky patches. I realize that this delicious drink isn't the most healthy thing to be continuously injecting into my body. All that sodium causes my already prominent cheeks to grow even larger.... until I feel like I resemble something of a chipmunk. To stop this horrible problem I tried to ween myself off of Diet Coke this summer, which was not an easy process. I felt like a recovering drug addict. I would get headaches. Simply seeing a Diet Coke would make me incredibly thirsty. Recovery was long, slow, and painful, but I got to the point where I only had Diet Coke on the weekends. It took me all summer to achieve this. I am not going to lie I felt like a champion. But then like all relationships I fell back into my old pattern of having a couple during the week... and then BAM... Diet Coke and I rekindled our love. It was bound to happen Diet Coke and I go to together like salt and pepper, Tom and Jerry, the sun and the moon.... I think you get the picture.
In this fast paced world most people say, "When the going gets tough, the tough get going". I have a different approach to this philosophy: "When the going gets tough... the tough grab a Diet Coke".
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