Call Me a Fruit Cup

So I am eating an orange right now which got me thinking about how much I love fruit. When someone calls me a fruit cup I feel poorly only because I am not a fruit cup. If I were a fruit cup I would eat myself--which would be recycled back into fruit cup form again---be highly satisfied, and then eat myself again. My favorite types of fruit include strawberries, kiwi, peaches, clementines, and oranges (obviously).

I wish pomegranates were one of my favorite fruits. Pomegranates are supposedly super beneficial to ones health, serving as an antioxidant and much more. However, whenever I eat a pomegranate seed I am thrown off by the teeth-breakingly hard core. I am dazzled by the sweet, juicy part that surrounds the core, but the core ruins it for me. I ate a pomegranate before in which I devoured the flesh and spit out the dense core, but it was too much effort. I spent more time preoccupied with getting the core out of my mouth than enjoying the sweet, tasty flesh. I could go to Whole Foods and buy a pomegranate drink, but Whole Foods is ridiculously expensive. I think Oranges are good for now.