It lied to me.
That yogurt was not good. Each bite was a small piece of nastiness rolled into a ball of dislike. And I ate the whole thing.
There's supposed to be a long thing here about why I continued to eat the yogurt. It's supposed to be interesting. I'm having trouble writing it. Here's the basics:
"If it was so bad, why did you continue to eat it?!"
Three basic reasons:
- I like yogurt and it's yogurt so I should like it.
- I kept thinking my previous impression was wrong; somehow it was my fault I didn't like it.
- Maybe the next bite would be better.
I can't promise I'm going to get better or be awesome. Tomorrow will be much like today.
This was supposed to be longer, more interesting, and fun to read.
Instead, I'm just going to go back to sleep and stop trying to be flavorful for the next bite.
I'm sorry for being the yogurt.
It's completely okay to throw it out before finishing. The next bite will probably be the same as the last one.