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Tiếc quá quên mất không chụp hình lại

Mấy hôm nay ấp ủ giấc mơ tự làm bánh gato lâu rồi, hôm nay là lần thực hành thứ 2. Lần đầu tiên thì phải nói là thất bại thảm hại. Không ăn được luôn. Bánh thì đen khét lèn lẹt, vị thì chát, tanh... nói chung là kinh tởm . Đây là hình của em nó ạ.




Rút kinh nghiệm sau lần thử nghiệm thất bại thảm hại, lần này làm và được toàn thể ban giám khảo (pa,ma,sis) tán thưởng nhiệt liệt.

Sau đây là nguyên liệu và công thức :

- 4 quả trứng gà tách riêng lòng đỏ và lòng trắng
- 1,5 lạng bột mì
- 1 gói bột nở
- Đường
- bơ (để chảy nước)
- sữa (ko đường nhé)

Các bước

- Cho 3 thìa đường thật bự vào bát đựng lòng đỏ trứng. Cho 3 thìa đường thật bự vào bát đựng lòng trắng trứng. Đánh thật đều tay. Cho 1/2 hỗn hợp lòng trắng trứng vào hỗn hợp lòng đỏ rồi cho bột mì + bột nở vào. Đánh đều khoảng 15p rồi chỗ 1/2 hỗn hợp lòng trắng trứng còn lại với bơ và sữa vào. Đánh đều lần cuối rồi cho vào khuôn.

- Cho vào lò nướng. Để 175 độ trong 3o phút.

- Lấy bánh ra và thưởng thức.

Tiếc là đã ăn hết trước khi kịp nhớ ra việc chụp ảnh. Ngon lắm. Hôm nào hứng lên làm phát nữa =))

Today is the last day. But why I feel nothing. Who knows ? Maybe because we still have 3 weeks to spend with each other.

It's boring boring boring.

My life is suck. My school is suck. My teacher is suck... Everything around me is suck. Why ? Because of me ? Yeah, I think so. Because I think too much. I wish I were a brainless. Maybe I would be more happy ?

Ok, no more sorrow. Yesterday was stupid. The old man who teaches me Math was angry. Yeah, I'm happy when he feel bad but unfortunately, he was angry with me. Haha. So sick of him to be angry with me. He threatened to talk to my parents. Who cares ? What the hell he thinks he is ? I will never meet him again so... goodbye stupid bitch old mand. I wish you my very worst wishes.

The early of the day, I went to Pig's house. The plan was went to Mango's house but her father had business so I had to go to her house. It was pretty fun. We cooked, talked, listened to music... I really really didn't want to go out because the weather was fucking hot but in her room the air-condition was on.

3 hours later I will have been in the English Intensive Class at Hanoi - Amsterdam. The teacher is so weird. Her style makes me sick. And the way she pronoun makes me laugh. I feel I have wasted money and time on this class.




He is handsome, isn't he ??? (This boy is fucking hot but not in this picture. However I hate him because he has a girlfriend but still looks at other girls with desire )

Today is the last day of my 4 years study in NBK school. It's just like a normal day because I and our friend are going on studying until the end of June to prepare for the examination.

There are a lot of things happened recently. I've cried for the only third time in the class. I don't know why... it's just like I can't stand anymore. I'm so sick of people think me like a bitch. They don't even talk to me more than 30 minutes. Why they only listen to other people's opinion about me ? I hate them. There will be a day they have to pay for this underestimation.

I met her a few days ago. I talked like usual. I can't imagine she can think about me like that. What's the fuck. What did I do to her ? Did I say something which offends her ? Was I rude to her ? Why she talked about my parents like that ? She only knows little about me, my family, my parents, their career and jumped to the conclusion that I am a bad girl. Oh.... I'm so angry that if she was standing in front of me, I would slap her to open her eyes, despite the fact that she is his mom. I swear on my honor that I will never let someone to offend me and my mom.

Yeah, I know she loves his son. But she can't think all the girls who like her son are bitches and her son is the hero, is the most perfect boy in the world. Yeah, though I love him but I have to admit that. He is not perfect. And his mother has no right to see the other girls like that. When I talked to her, I thought she is thoughtful and I had approached myself for talking behind her. But.... now I ... I hate her. I hate her. She is my enemy.

This afternoon, he talked to me. He said his mother asked him if he knew what my parents do. He replied I loved her not her parents. I really appreciate that. But I feel rather embarrassing when he said he knew what my parents do. Am I ashamed of my parents who brought me up. I feel regret sometimes before but I can't get rid of doing lie when others ask what my parents do. I still think that is a embarrassed job. I know I should not think like that but I can't fix it. What can I do know ? I afraid of being laughed at.

Who can help me now ?