Somebody ate ALL my sweet potato curry that I spent ages making.
Now I don't mine sharing, I always offer when I'm making food. But to come and find it ALL GONE this morning, when I was so looking forward to eating it today as well, words cannot express. Whoever did it is gonna PAY.
Now I'm mad. And it looked like it was going to be a good day.......
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welcome to university and living with people.
i know exactly how you feel and can fully sympathize.
when i didn't have a mini fridge yet in my room, i would put some of the meals my mom would lovingly give me for the week, whenever i went to go see her on a random weekend.
and seeing how i lived in central, the pot capital of UMass, my food ALWAYS disappeared. funnily enough, it was the curry my mom made that made me cry and freak out on everyone in the building.
funny how food can mean so much to us, but i dunno, i was kinda raised on the whole, "food = love" thing.
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