Sudden decisions involving current culinary experiences:
Sugar cubes: It's easier to just put it inside your mouth and drink the tea rather than wait for it to solve and have half a cup of unsweetened tea and half a cup of too-sweetened tea.
Chocolate covered coffee beans: never, and I mean never, and trust me when I say never, eat those beans if you already can't sleep before midnight and are addicted to coffee. You'll end up watching TV at 4.30 AM with a dysfunctional brain and fully functional eyes.
Cinnamon sticks: Better than powder cause they don't make your sneezes taste like apple pie. Plus, they have multiple functions to stir as well as to add flavor.
Oreos: Not good for a date. Unless you're dating your best friend. The options are either you end up being told by your date that is trying hard not to laugh that you have bits of Oreos stuck in your teeth, or you end up smiling weirdly trying to cover your teeth and thinking, oh God what if my teeth are black.
Kim chi + cola: I don't know how they do it, but the combination makes me feel like there's a group of ants biting my tongue.
Birthday cakes: I never have the guts to eat those. If it's a child's birthday party, there must be some part in your plate that got too many frostings and taste pure marzipan and no cake. Or there must be some part for you that got melted candles all over, which you eat because you think it's marzipan but turns out it's not. Either way you lose. If it's grown up's birthday party, it's either fine to eat or it's even worse. It's fine when they order plain tiramisu with writings on top. Worst come to worse is you eat a cake with 'ha – irth' or 'pp – thda' on it. Cake that makes me chickened out is the ones that have my friend's face on it, technologically speaking I don't know how the bakery does it but it's like printed pictures, and you'll have to choose paper plates with slices of your friend's left eye, right ear, middle teeth with half lips, nostrils, and people think this face-cake is such a brilliant idea?
Cheese sausages: Don't trust the instructions when they said these yummy sausages can be fried. After a few minutes the cheese started to burst out and it's sausages and cheese strings all over. Not that they taste bad.
Listening to: Death Cab For Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark
love of mine someday you will die but I'll be close behind, I'll follow you into the dark, no blinding light or tunnels to gates of white, just our hands clasped so tight waiting for the hint of a spark
I support high-class polygamy. As in you can marry both my high-class left and right butt. Otherwise it'd be too hard.
Sometimes I walk backwards just to have the feel of not knowing what's to come. Like in real life. Of course I do this too if I'm not in the mood to make social conversation and I notice someone I don't know that well in the crowd.
I read dictionaries. Finding new words in different language is like riding a rollercoaster for me. I'm that nerdy.
Artificial life sucks big time and I instantly look down on others who tried too hard to impress.
Sushi bar and sake or just plain green tea will do just fine for a first date, and many other dates to come. I adore nori just enough to have it all the time.
I've had some thoughts on the topic of sperm donor. It's the solution for my wanting to have a baby without the effort of finding the perfect husband. Also the solution for my wanting to have a half caucasian baby boy I'll name Nostradamus.
If pre-marital sex is not a sin, and the society I live in is that open-minded (yeah right), and HIV virus does not exist, I plan to have kids from all different races. So I'll have my own United Colors of Natacha.
Good book and a cup of coffee are my multiple orgasms on the beach around sunset. How good is that?
I'm a jerk detector. If you're in a relationship and want to know if your guy is a creep, bring him to me. If by chance I'm attracted to him, then yes, he's a jerk.
Any movies where the character narrates their every thoughts will make my eyebrows taut and my heart fell in love. Charlie Kaufman's my hero.
I've always wanted to go hunting. Photography speaking. Animals deserve to live.
I love games. Any kind. PC, Play Station, Nintendo, RPG, adventure, you name it. Games in love excluded.
Human behaviour never fails to amaze me.
Beaches and kites always remind me of my late Grandpa. He taught me how to fly a kite eversince I was little.
I'm learning to always look on the bright side but my surroundings suck my positivity.
I welled up if I see old couple holding hands while crossing the street. That is until my lovely mother exclaimed: Of course, otherwise they'd fall.
Nerds like Michael Tribbiani are total turn on.
Players like Joey Tribbiani are total turn off. On. Off. On. Dammit. Off.
