Let me come clear first, I HATE chocolate, well, hate is a strong word, so I just say that I really-really-really don’t like chocolate (kinda like Plain White T’s song). I don’t know why, but I just don’t have a spot for it. It looks like mud, it melts in your mouth like dirt, and it happens to have the same taste like $hit in my mouth (sorry 4 those who likes it).
It’s not like I have some sort of body intolerance or allergic to chocolate, I could eat it if I want to but I just won’t (though chocolate milk is still tolerable to some extent or M&Ms, I kinda like it). If other option available I gladly choose the other option than chocolate.
With that train of thought, I tried to face my fear, or my taste of despiteful toward chocolate by coming to “Chocolate Land”, an exhibition of chocolate on Kelapa Gading Mall. So, I embark on a dangerous journey into the dreadful “La La Land” A.K.A. “Chocolate Land” (OK, waaaaaay exaggerate, but come on, I despise chocolate dude!).
For those who wonder why I called it “La La Land”, it’s cuz I always said “La la la” along with “I don’t know U”. I can’t hear U” or any other variant of self-denial. That’s how I feel when I came to the “Chocolate Land”, denying myself or just face my hatred against chocolate in hope that I could find some enlighten or achievement while doing it (absurd I know), AT LEAST ITRIED TO LIKE CHOCOLATE HERE!
Since my atrocity tendency behavior towards chocolate is at Armageddon level of “love-hate” relationship meter, I just described my feeling through picture, with some word in it since an old saying says “a picture worth a thousand word” (and I’m still wondering why comic still considered as kitsch or just a lesser being, a downgraded derivative of art).
Conclusion, after try to face my Armageddon hate-level towards chocolate, even try to eat some, I still hate chocolate. I could say that the experiment is a total failure. Still kinda fun in some way though.