I cooked again...for my friends in 1506...
Of course, my friends helped out.
I had a feeling whenever I cook.
The feeling of satisfaction whenever I see my friends eating and chatting all the way during the dinner.
The feeling of warmth.
All the laughter still rings in my head..so clearly and vividly..
When could this kind of feeling last, I wonder?
Ahh, I'm being pessimistic again..
I still could have all the chance on the world to cook for my friends again...
So I guess, there's not much I can worry...unless they've changed their contacts...
Sad but well, I have to face it this coming October where we all go our separate ways..
Anyways, a random photo of me, =):
p/s: I'm a poor cam-whorer..
On the side note,
The slow mode in me has begun its infestation..
Everything is going pretty slow...
Even my brain...
The cells is like gradually depleting away...I guess by that time, my brain would the size of a peanut...
Or maybe a walnut..