Sunday, December 20

10. Bake with Karyn again.

I haven't done that yet. She was the one who taught me my first chocolate moist cake. And taught me how to make cookies.

That day I had a fight with my dad. I was quite down and sad and most of all depress over the fact that someone close to me left me. She suddenly called me and told me she'll be coming over to bake cookies. It didn't make sense but I had to get my mind out of something somehow.

And that's how my cookies tasted. They were too sweet and bitter at the same time. But my first chocolate cake was my happiest. She even taught me to make pizza. It was delicious that we spent the night talking about it before sleeping and she ended up getting sick.

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