Juice buzz.

Earlier in the year I was talking to a friend about his naked mole rat while drinking some juice. Noodle, the rat, really has nothing to do with it besides the fact that I remember what I was doing at the time.
At the time I became obsessed with juice. Minute Maid Fruit Punch is the best stuff there is. And I mean its picture was my wallpaper on my phone for the longest time.I used to drink it a lot, when i was happy, sad, just whatever. I would just sit back with my juice at school and watch drama unfold. At school the juice changed to Snapple Strawberry Kiwi because vending machines don't carry Minute Maid. We should work on that. The point is. I love juice. I was obsessed with it for a long time there. Most of the time when anything happened my response was "I would kill for some juice right now." The good part about it was that my mom actually allowed me to be obsessed with it, she supported my habit. Anywaaaays, when i got my pallet expander, Ricardo, in my mouth juice was kinda ruined for me cause the mix of it and metal in my mouth just made it taste like pickles. Well, I got Ricardo out but by then i kinda forgot about juice ): but the other day we went grocery shopping and there was the juice. Now look at me, sitting here writing this shpeel about how much I enjoy the concept of juice.
Basically all my freshman year gave to me: Juice, Chex Mix, and the knowledge that you can most certainly prove the counter example wrong by using the conclusion. <3