a (fond) memory.

In the mornings before we headed to class, we would go to the kitchen to get some grub. If I was really, really rajin, I would cook myself and Mami (if she wanted) some breakfast. (But I normally paksa her) because I don’t know how to control the portions I’m cooking. So she ends up getting breakfast and I end up getting fat.

But normally, it’s just Nescafe. In the apartment, there are 3 red Nescafe tumblers and the closest to something else we’ve drank in those tumblers… is Neslo.

Trust me, the tumblers don’t look different at all. They are red in colour and have a black cover each. Mine’s probably got more scratches because I’m a “dropper”. Mami’s more careful with her stuff.

Despite the similar look of our tumblers, identification of which tumbler is whose was crucial. I don’t know why we did it, but sometimes we compared tumblers to make sure we took what rightfully belonged to us.

If you think that’s crazy, the crazier part is actually how we identified them.
Come to think of it, I think we were both a bit looney.

Tell me who identifies tumblers by sniffing into them, again? Especially if nothing else was made in them apart from Nescafe based drinks. They all smell the same~ gah!

Well, we did. Teeheehee.

That’s my fond memory for today, specially hand-picked from the depths of my minds. ♥