Yesterday, I was in a twa slump. My mom told me to find it and I looked in the freezers and everywhere~ I could not find it.
So I went to tennis for about three hours, and when I came home, this entrancing arouma filled the house.
I said that it smelt like twa. And I ran to the kitchen and squeeed like a fangirl always squees. There it was. Six pieces of twa. I was so happy! Smiling and crying with joy.
I didn't think it was possible to be so happy just to see your favorite sausage. It was 9:00 PM already. We're not supposed to eat after 7, but it was TWA~ There was no way you can not eat it. So I did.
And I'll eat it for breakfast, and for lunch.
Unfortunately. I probably don't have enough for dinner. Which is also making me cry. I want to eat it and everything. But I don't want to eat it so it's all gone!
This is the last batch. Maybe I should eat it while it is being glorified.
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