I discovered that I like baking. Being ambitious, I am tempted to try to bake cinnamonrolls someday this year. Though I still need to get my hands on a rolling pin and probably a electronic mixer. hrmm. That shall wait. But as for today, it shall be me baking, and how my journey with baking is like.

When baking...
HER: Oh! What are you baking?
me: Banana muffins! Would you like some?
HER: Yummm! Sure!

After baking...
HER: Ah! They smell so good!
me: I KNOW RIGHT?! AND THEY LOOK SO ADORABLE TOO!!! WOULD YOU LIKE SOMEE?! :D
HER: nahh, I just had my lunch.

Honestly. This is my third time baking. And each and every single time I bake, I offer, and I get turned down. SO SAD!

Here was the convo we had on my first batch of muffins;
HER: ahhh! They smell so good!
me: YEAP! Pretty sure they taste good too! CHOCOLATEEE!! :DD If you guys want some, go ahead and have some! :)
HER: nahh, we had too much chocolate.

First batch was done during Easter break. They had chocolate overdose the night before, I would understand.

Nope. Am pretty sure she is doing it on purpose to break my heart. :(

I don't get it. If I don't offer, I will seem like some bitch. But if I offer, and get turned down like that, I get heartbroken. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!
-.-

It is not like I am offering them burnt food or anything.

OH GOD WHYYYY?! :((((((((