walla!

this is in refrence to my previos entry, if you havent read it, chances are you wont understand this- some one (i am rather happy i dont know who) put milk on top of the food i cerly made, as result, my very own apple kugle is milchig- served for breeakfast, yuo all know what i make out of kiwi-but kugle for breakfast was against my wishes.and my carrot salad also got milk in it-they didnt serve it for breakfast, wasnt a hard fight to win, but they didnt serve it at all-ya, i had worked hard on it, even though dont even like carrot salad, except on peasach when everyone eats anything even lady fingers(which is the exact opposite of metos) but i did not write the menu remeber......
well, on claer accident, me and my friend baked a cake (here, is the accedent) we were both throwing in ingredents when suddenly, unfortunatly i noticed we were looking at 2 diff. recipes, ooopppsss, but i modified it and it came out very good...but sadly enough i can never ever remake that cake...it was just one of a kind....
we were walkin to shul for maariv, i was earing my very prety new shawl around my head, over my hair, cuz when i feel like my shawl around my head i do. ANd i was walking like 15 steps a head of my friends- i wanted to walk fast and they wanted to walk slow...and my friend screams to me "CHaya Kosofsky "ou look arab- now, when somone screams that you have to set them straight! so i scream back " no i look Russian, get your cultares straight" then i appraoch the shul, and realize the entire Carlebach, heard chaykos scream on the street, and that is highly not oky, so i have taken a vow of silence while walking in the street for a full week!