"You haven't changed at all!"

"You haven't changed at all!" 

Those were the words from my friend whom I met two years ago. Little did he realised how much those words meant to me. Thank you. :)

A flower.

Today,

I bloom again.

I bloomed yesterday, and the day before.

I will bloom again tomorrow too.

But, something has changed.

I couldn't find my old petals anymore.

The traces of them slowly fade away into nothingness.

They've always been there, but now they are fading.

Noodles and tea.

I have been trying to get my tea and noodles right for more than a week now. After some experimenting, I realised that it's not my method that's going wrong, but it's the tea and the noodles I don't favour. The tea is just blant and tastes almost like water no matter which proportion of water, milk and sugar I add. Meanwhile, the noodles has this strong smell of egg which I hate (should've realised that when my friends said that it smelled good when it didn't for me last week =.= ). I'll at least try to finish up the tea, but for the noodles: "Sayonara! You are going into the rubbish bin".