Like a child who never grew old. I love having them even before meals, even it means it is my only meal, or after meals as if chips were desserts. My mom would keep on reminding me to cut down on eating these food they called "junk food". It is funny that oftentimes I find myself snacking inside my room and my mom would find out I "did the crime" (eat junk food) from the wrappers and foils of snacks in my trash can - like a teenager who were caught burning telephone lines - my mom would preach the whole day, reciting all the bad effects of eating junk food and all the diseases I might get (UTI, kidney stones, kidney infection are her favorite). I sometimes worry if she would soon declare Martial Law at home.
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