my sister prides herself in being the coffee connoisseur in the household, and of course the occasional kitchen wrecker, much to my mom's annoyance and wrath. today miss coffee bean turned down my offer of ordering in kfc and attempted to toast some baked rice for her dinner. when we watched ratatouille, i swear she saw herself as remy, she being born in the year of the rat after all. anyway, while waiting for my couple meal i decided to pit my culinary instincts (not that i have much, but i work the toaster and microwave pretty well) against hers and came up with this:

i must admit im pretty proud of it :] my very own DIY pizza haha.

blogger is dying on me but since the hate is mutual im gonna make it work and keep this going.

random thoughts surface in my mind at times, and it just occured to me that ive not actually met new people this year. not many at least, not those that will eventually become friends. i wonder if it's true that past a certain point in someone's life, he will have to stop making friends that actually matter. that's excluding the love of his life, whom i guess he will love no matter the huge gap of history and memories that they dont share. what's important, then, between two people who meet, is whether they actually see a future with the other. for me, the future is never clear. i just let things happen, except on the occasional whim when i feel like im suddenly in charge and my horoscope says it's okay to take that leap of faith.

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