I grew up saying "pop" for the stuff that Coca-Cola, Pepsi, et al. make. Then I moved to the East Coast and quickly learned to say "soda," lest I seem like a rube. I kept saying "soda" for roughly the same amount of time I'd said "pop" in my formative years, yet when I moved back to a "pop" region three years ago I couldn't bring myself to resume the habit of my youth. I still say "soda."
Friday, July 7, 2006
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I understand you. We simply can't get something out of our brain in a blink of an eye. When I read your post I made an analogy to everything that happens in our life. Things we have to change, like vocabulary or fellings...they don't go away because we want them to go...they eventually go away with either the current life events or a very good psicological job - in case of some fellings - oh my God, I went too far away, didn' I?
Sorry - I use to think too much.
I totally understand. I grew up in Pennsylvania, saying "pop". I moved to California and learned to call it "soda." Then there was that time in the south when I had to learn to call everything "coke" even if it wasn't. That was weird. Now I just drink water. Much easier. :)
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