Dear Life
I am getting used to you right now. Waking up early and going to work at 6 in the morning is probably the best thing that has happened to me lately. No more stress. I used to hate going to work. I would come back and hate my life. It’s not bad now.
The other day I made brownies from scratch. Tuesday was my little brother, Juan’s, birthday, so I made him a chocolate cake with a cookies and cream filling and a buttercream frosting with rolled fondant. Andrew and I cut out the words “HI JUAN :)” on top of the cake. I was planning to do a lot more with it but I didn’t have a lot of time. One of these days, I hope, I will be really good at it. I really like cooking and baking. My cookbook collection is expanding, slowly. I’m trying to find the book “Hot Sour Salty Sweet” for a cheaper price than twenty dollars. Amazon is no good. I’ve been looking for it a half price, no dice.
I still want to get back on track with my drawing. But I have a lot of other things I want to catch up with. I’m scared it might not happen but, I’m hoping it will.
