Right now is one of those “What was I thinking?” moments. Let me give you a preview: I cannot distinguish whether the noises coming from my stomach are those of hunger or satiation. An immense sugar rush is coursing through my feverish veins to the point of blurring my vision ever so slightly. Plus, the back of my throat is smothered by a glob of seemingly immovable matter, almost as if I had been snacking on cotton balls. Right now, I’m a wreck, all in the name of the bucket list.
#97. Eat nothing but cold cereal for a day.
This list item started out as one of those completely random, nonsensical ways to accomplish absolutely nothing, just for the sake of being ridiculous. Although I enjoy it on occasion, I don’t even like cereal that much. What seemed like a good idea has turned out to be anything but that. I have discovered that cereal is not at all filling, despite the insane amounts of sugar. No matter how much cereal I consume, I’m left craving more (it’s a conspiracy, I tell you). Over the course of today, I have eaten 1 bowl of Cookie Crisp, 2 bowls of Lucky Charms, and 2 1/2 bowls of Fruit Loops. The only thing stopping me from moving on to Shredded Mini Wheats, Rice Krispies, and Pops was the unfortunate shortage of milk. That’s right, I ate so much cereal that I put my family into the dairy poorhouse. Perhaps even more of a travesty is the fact that I’m left feeling like a kid after he left the candy store. I’m not exaggerating when I say that my fingers are trembling from the rush of sugar my body is experiencing at this very moment. Now all that’s left to do is countdown for the crash. As if that wasn’t enough, I combined this trial with…
#45. Attempt the Cinnamon Challenge and post it on YouTube.
Anybody who knows me has probably heard me say the phrase, “Is that a challenge?” or subsequently, “Challenge accepted.” I wasn’t about to sit on the sidelines for this one. Take a look:
Two hours later, I can still feel a tiny, sinister clump of cinnamon clogging my esophagus. Nonetheless, it was worth it. Not only was my appetite finally suppressed (somewhat), but I can officially declare that I have experienced what approximately 2/3 of the self-respected vlogging community has gone through… and now I’m just going to jump off a cliff with the rest of my friends.
Love & Summer