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Monday, June 29, 2009

I'm really crazy about cheese.

Everytime I enter a restaurant, my nose will be like a radar. It's not just because I'm hungry or greedy for food. I'm talikng about cheese!! Whenever a bread is topped with cream cheese, a pizza or a burger is stuffed with cheddar cheese, then everything is going cheesy for me.

I have no idea why I'm like this. McDonald's was all I got when I was little. Kids love McDonald's because they have toys and french fries, and I did so. That makes sense. But why am I going crazy about cheese when I grow up? That's dosen't make any sense at all. I hate being fat as everyone does. However, cheese is a mysterious thing that will never make me stop eating. Whenever I gulp down a pack of cheese, it's like the whole world becomes a paradise. But after that, the storm is coming. Cheese blows down my calories-counting plan, and let me regret every single day.

"That's why you love American food so much" said one of my friends. "What they eat in all their lives is those smelly cheese, which really smells like 7-day socks, and you're so freaky to love it that way." Ha! I don't give a .... I just love the way it smells, and it does bring me to life. Why dosen't Taiwan produce cheese? I'm so pissed off that all great cheese is imported and comes with high tariff.

I would rather get fat than live withuot cheese.
I can live on cheese and cheese alone in a little island with Willson.

"Cheese - milk's leap toward immortality." - Clifton Fadiman










Blue cheese is my whole life.

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