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Friday, April 30, 2010

Life is like a piece of cake...



The last time I enjoyed a scrumptious dessert was with a friend. I never really enjoyed desserts after meals. They make my tummy crumble as if I wanna live inside the comfort room for a whole day. But since we were looking for a feel-good-food, and feeling better is what we were aiming that day, I decided to try one with her.


Last night I purchased a chocolate cake from Cheesecake etc. They were offering 20% off and I was envious of Glay for buying one, so I asked Jayne, Yen and Liz to come with me and give in to our sweet tooth. While eating it, I remembered the last dessert I ate. And it was with Wheng.


Now I know that Life is indeed like a piece of cake. You can only have enough, not too much. Or you'll end up throwing up everything you ate; maybe have an angry stomach or something.


I'm not sure if I can still continue posting food reviews here, but I'll try my best. It feels like I lost a leg; perhaps a hand or even an eye. Losing friends is one of the things I hate the most. I just hope the reason is worth it. I just hope she'll be happy with it.





Ciao!
♥Jacy