The other day I was doing what I do best, eating in commons. As I was walking to the back of the cafeteria, something caught my attention. It was beautiful. I sat down at my usual seat and began eating my extremely healthy lunch. The whole time I sat there with one thing in my head, no matter what I did I couldn’t get my mind off it. I ate my boring meal, most likely a bland salad with a chicken sandwich, or noodles with some sort of sauce, I’m sorry I just can’t recall what I had because my mind was elsewhere. It seemed like an eternity until I was united with what mattered to me the most. I had finally finished my meal. I stood up and began to proceed forward. At this point I felt bigger than life. I was walking in slow motion just like in the movies. I rounded the corner (still in slow motion) and finally stood there in front of it. It was as if the clouds had parted and a beam of light descending from the great Mount Olympus, as only the great Greek god could have formed something as special as this. A grin slowly grew on my face. I reached out and picked two up, and proceeded back to my seat. Although it wasn’t a long walk, the anticipation was killing me. I finally sat down after a grueling trek, when all of the sudden I realized….. I needed a new drink, but I knew the perfect drink to get, and boy was I going to drink the hell out of that drink. I sadly stood up, said good-bye, just for the moment, to my newly acquired prized item, and proceeded all the way to the other side of the cafeteria to get my drink. When I had finally arrived back to my table, I sat down and prepared myself for the upcoming events. I reached to my plate and picked it up. (in slow motion) I elevated my hand to my mouth and took a bite, out of the most room temperature average chocolate cake you can imagine, what a letdown it was. This whole time I had been anticipating some marvelous chocolate cake when in reality it was the most ordinary chocolate cake out there. Don’t get me wrong it was good, if given the opportunity to have it again I would, but it’s nothing I would crave or ask for. One thing Is for certain, it was nothing Zeus baked up on Mount Olympus.