It all began when I was a little girl. It started with stealing sips of my mom’s iced coffee on a hot summer day and evolved to me getting a coffee some mornings before school. You could say that this was my training period. It was mostly milk with a splash of coffee, but to me, I was just like my mom, having my morning coffee before school. Over the years, I ventured into the magical world of Dunkin Donuts and Starbucks. When I was in middle school, I was in love with the extremely sweet, fake coffee drinks from Dunkin that could rot a person’s teeth with just one sip. Looking back now, I have no idea how I was even able to enjoy something so horribly sweet. I take my coffee strong with just a dash of sugar...Mostly bitter, with a touch of sweetness — just like me.
As I grew older, my love for coffee became stronger and stronger. I began to order iced coffee, but I would love lots of sugar in it. At least this time, I was actually getting some caffeine in my system and somewhat enjoying the actual taste of coffee rather than the fake stuff. All throughout high school I loved sweet iced coffee. I would get the same thing all of the time: large hazelnut iced coffee with cream and sugar. It was the only way that I would make it through choir rehearsals that lasted hours and tech week — aka hell week — where I would be rehearsing for the school musical/play for hours on end. I relied on that coffee to keep me alert and breathing.
During my senior year, my passion for coffee changed. It became more mature. I guess I just got sweeter with age (once again with the lack of sugar joke; I tried, I tried). I believed thought that my love affair with coffee was as strong as it could be. So you could imagine how shocked I was when our relationship began to change. Recently, I have become a caffeine monster/coffee connoisseur/java obsessed college student that you read about in books and magazines and see in movies. I cannot go a day without it, or I will get a horrible headache that prevents me from being a productive member of society. Even when it is snowing, as it often does here in Boston, I can't go without an ice cold coffee. As a college student, I have simplified my life and now only use cream, but I do have an occasional craving for hazelnut. My love for coffee has grown so much over the years. It is now an obsession. I can’t imagine what our love will be like in the future…and I can’t wait to find out.
