Now hopefully as everyone should know, I’m a fan of hot beverages, such as tea and coffee. Also iced versions of hot beverages. But unfortunately for my tongue, I enjoy the hot beverages more often. You see, I don’t understand the concept of patience. If there is a cup of coffee sitting on a table in front of me, I can’t just sit there and watch. No. No no no. I have to sip just a little. Find out if it needs more sugar, find out if it’s actually good. It’s a desire.

But like I said, unfortunately for my tongue, hot beverages are hot. That would probably explain why they’re called hot and not warm. So where am I going with this? Well, I burnt my tongue today, like I do often. Why? No no, being impatient wasn’t my problem this time. I’m sure of it. I believe it was just unluckiness, some foreign force testing my understanding of chemistry and heat conservation or something. So story time children, gather around.

The wooden coffee stirrer lied. After swishing the coffee about with all my might after dumping 3 packets of Splenda sugar, I decided to lick the stirrer like how kids lick the spoon covered in frosting or cake batter or something sweet after it’s done being used. I was expecting it to be hot, but for some reason (probably chemistry, or the Gods enjoying my misery), it wasn’t. It was warm, and tasted wonderful. I immediately closed my coffee cup’s cap and took a sip, expecting more of this lovely taste, thinking Wow, whoever made this kept the temperature just right! And then I burnt my tongue.

Maybe I exaggerate a little, you must be thinking my tongue is probably red and throbbing in pain. It’s just feels a bit scratchy, you know that feeling, we’ve all had felt that feeling on our tongues… and if you haven’t, I hate you, but not really, keep reading my blog posts. Moral, don’t underestimate the power and burning sensation of coffee, and hot beverages in general. :)