i'm hungry.
All i do is eat. really...now that i'm living in my own apartment with my own kitchen, and for those of you who know how much i "love food" and "love cooking," yes, i've met the demise of the nonexistent-only-in-my-dreams-modelling-career. oh wait, i was never tall enough anyways. oh well. now that i have access to a BIG refrigerator, i find myself stocking it up with unnecessary foods. i justify that by believing that "friends" would come over and hang out. nope, no time...or maybe not enough friends. there's so much food that sometimes it feels like i'm preparing for a famine that's about to strike. okay, so there's a bit of exaggeration there, but mind you, i do eat everything that i cook. that's the problem. i want to eat all the leftovers before i can cook up something new again...and what does that mean? cleaning my plates, every time. but hey, if you're ever in town and i'm ever around, wanna try a home-cooked meal? ;)