Home doesn't feel like home anymore. It is true what they say, once you're out of home, you can never truly come back home as the same person.
I'm not the same person anymore. I've changed, I've grown. I can't be treated like the same person anymore. I'm an adult now, I'm as capable as most adults now. I'm not trying to grow up too fast or anything like that, I'm just asking to be treated like a mature, capable-of-making-a-decision human being.
Heck, even if I wasn't an adult, I would want to be treated the same way, you know?
This is the thing with adults, they can't seem to accept the fact that the younger generation might be capable of maturity.
So what is it with the Pringles?
Yeah, it just dawned me that Pringles is actually really expensive poppadom.
At home we have chutney like all the time. The chutney is always there. The poppadom too.
And I love my chutney with poppadom Unfortunately I finished up all the poppadom yesterday. And then I spotted the Pringles. So I had my chutney with Pringles.
Yes, I'm weird that way. I have weird food combinations. I had my oats the other day with kaya. It was surprisingly better with kaya.
Heck, everything is better with kaya, man! I also had my oats with chocolate milk the other day(i suppose that isn't so weird).
I've also had chocolate with kaya and strawberry jam before. :B
Weird food combinations are awesome! They test your imagination and push you to try the unexpected. :D
Now will you please excuse me, I believe I spotted some Toblerone and ice cream in the fridge just now.
Peace out, y'all! :)