In the morning I had to be nasty in school for a freshman exam. As always, when it's time-hunted I always have no appetite. Got there, just felt keroncong music began to play very agile minute by minute. I hurried home afterwards.
Incidentally there was aubergine in the fridge - I like it. I picked a fairly large one and cut it into pieces to directly kugoreng only. A faint breeze interrupted my veil. I do not care. I was so hungry, I do not wait for hot cooking oil to just go all the eggplant pieces to it. The wind does not seem to be bored nor does it bother me though I put on my khasku move.
The gas sounds stronger, but strangely, the cooking oil is not hot either. I waited for almost fifteen minutes while hypothesizing, "My theory, when the ingredients are put in the unheated cooking oil, the heat of cooking oil will increase." I nod myself, quasi yes. It makes no sense at all.