Its that time of the week when I spend 7 hours (ok, in reality, 3 or 4 hours) at what I call Near My School Starbucks. I order my usual mocha but in a bid to drink healthily, I skip the whipped cream and asked for skimmed milk in it. I Hate It. There is a reason I love my Mochas and it is because its full of fatty whipped cream goodness on top of creamy milky goodness. This skinny mocha is actually giving me a headache. Oh how I loathe you, you fat reduced shell of a drink. Why do good things make you put on weight? Woe, nay, weight is me.
