Sunday 7 July 2013

Onions

The first thing that My mom asked me do after I return home for semester break is to peel and slice 1 kg of red onions. Yes, that much. She planned to cook some sort of Sambal that everybody else in the house loved, me included (I am not a spicy food lover, so I usually don't eat that much...).

I haven't touch any onions for months; and today I cried buckets , and cried several buckets more when I slice them onions thinly. Why, onion why? What sin did I commit to you that you had to make me cry so much? *dramatic gestures and expession*

Wait.

I'm gonna eat the onion later, right, after we're done with cooking the said Sambal?

Okay.

Not your fault. Consider it me crying for your funeral. LOL~

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