I don't need it but I want it

I just ripped some more music from my colleague's ripped CD.
And I just realised I want a MP3 long enough.
Not just your regular MP3.
I want Ipod.

It's not necessary but I just want it.

Once again if I could lay my hands on anything I want, I would have everything else.

Luckily I can still recognized the difference.

A want is a present.
A need is a spend.

I know spend is a verb and it is certainly ironic by saying the above sentence.

Think about it.

I do make sense, if you think about it.

Blue Blue Monday

I seem to be one of those who can hardly escape from the clutches of Monday's blues.
Could be the over dosage of sleep the day before.
Could be me not wearing my lens and spects only when needed.
Could be the strong desire to live in my Fantasy world and never wake.
Could be just me and the blues.
I just seem to lost some part of me somewhere today.

Needless to say,I'm glad the day is over.

We are apart.
So small Singapore can be.
We are still that far apart.
We are so busy and caught up in our own worlds.
I just wonder if you care that I once stayed in yours?

So many of us...we are just so far apart.

Between Man & Woman

I realised it is rather a complicated issue between both genders since the start of the time.
Let's not talk all the way back from Adam & Eve, Gorilla & Ape, Dinosaur & King Kong.

It really takes alot of courage, determination, trust, faith, respect and most of all patience to clap the two hands and hold on.
And generally it is almost not possible to be at good terms twenty four, seven.
I shall not quote the unhappiness between couples whom I known of personally.

All that I learned is that it is really not easy,especially living in an age whereby we are getting more selfish and less tolerant.

The temptation outside, the financial issue, the characters/personalities/views clashes, the in-laws opposition and the numerous factors generally leads to the rise of divorce cases andperhaps the lost of humanity in the society.

When Jason and I had any arguement, more often than not I knew it is my fault though I never admits to it.
I practice alot of less tolerence and am selfish most of the time. I think I care more about my feeling than his.
I think it is his luck for sticking through so far.*snickers*

I dunno how long this feeling can last. Sometimes feeling comes and goes and sometimes may be lead astray by the seemly beautiful things outside.

Remember the previous issue whereby there are some school of thought stating love is a decision?
I respect that!

Love indeed is beyond that feeling. Sure feeling is the beginning and is where it all begins. But in a more and more complex age, feeling is vulnerable.
It could be a mere few years after marraige that feeling dies or some even before you take the oath.

Jason couldnt be the very best, like there is nothing/none best if comparision is made.

I'm sure there are a lot of times whereby Jason was tested/challenged by the tyrant me if he should still stay by me.

And it is that decision that I respect.




=}

A tribute

It's very nice to have friends in area that I'm short of - Just like Kenneth, the IT attachment 'sister' of mine.
He burned the FF7 movie which I cant view due to the codecs error.
He solved that very easily by installing me another software.

And that makes one happy Mich on Saturday night or Sunday when I can watch a show that had me glued on the ground till the stupid salesman turned on the other noisy TV.

Happy happy~

Update of the Wants list

• The Nokia Gold series phone. (I don't recognized by their series or names but just colours. I love WHITE & GOLD Combo)
• True Star Gold (It's a perfume.)
• Plans to go back to studies by next half of the year.(Yes,I feel that it is time to go back...even it's part time cos' it is eventually important)
• Discard lousy/ugly/never or seldom worn clothes to new ones that I would always wear.
• Black shoes.(this should be at the top of the list though)
• New chill out Jazz or lounge blues CDs.
• Good hair day 365.
• High sales hit!
• Bouquet of flowers(any) anytime of the day.
• Catch up with friends.
• More $.
• Grocery shop.
• Longer hair and new style.
• Rain and wind all at my calls.

HAHAHA.

Laugh what laugh.

We ain't healthy

Mum was commenting on how prettier and how much longer those people of the "older days" live while reading some books on those stars of the Old Shanghai.

And lately breast cancer is a hot topic in the office. O' what perils of women.

And while we groom about the bird flu that's still going on lately, I think our local Straits Time decided to be humorous.
Right above they were talking about the woes of bird flus and hwo many birds were being buried alive with a big picture.
Right below were some promotions of a certain restaurant of their course meal with a big nice yummy whole chicken presented on a dish.


Yum..-_-

A test of compassion

After a hair trim today, I took the back alley path home.
A auntie scared me by appearing infront of me asking for help.

She looked quite sick to me, already half crying,very skinny and she was crooked.
I mean her body was slanted to the left,as if something heavy is weighing down her shoulders.
She was wearing this oversized grey T but I have no doubt that she is indeed very skinny. It would be mere skin over bones if she took off her shirt, which would be an unpleasant sight too.

I was kinda scared cos' it was dark and not many people were around. (except those playing at the JC, but too a lil far from me.)

So this auntie asked me for some money cos' she was having asthma and all she had was an empty bottle of medication in her hands.
Initially I told her I have no money cos' it might be some con afterall.
I didnt quite like people who "begged" for money to say that if I really wanna help her, I would have a way.
But again she really sound very sick and asthmatic and looked so poor thing to me.

So I told her that all I left was only $6 bucks with me cos' I just went for a haircut.
(I just withdrew $20 after lunch and now I break with ZERO)
I gave her the $6 and asked her where she lives and why she's here.
She told me she lived somewhere between AMK and Bishan and she was here to look for some friend (purpose unknown) but her friend wasnt around, if not she wouldnt be "begging" for help.

Initially I think she did ask if I could loan abit more but I told her that's all I have.
I asked if I could bring her for a seat so she might feel better, but she rejected and walked off. (without thank you? =/ )

I didn't feel 'pain' parting with my only $6 left.
Anothe 6 bucks could have mean I went for a better salon for cut or a lunch tomorrow, with drinks throw in and even still have some leftover to buy a candy or so.
But I guess she needs it more, no doubt it couldnt help her to buy her med in time?
That I feel bad about it. If I have ten bucks left, I would still give her all I have.

True is that she may still be a con for compassion, easy targets on kind faces like me. (HAHAHA!)
But I just think that even if she is really a con, she really seems in need of money anyway. (And I know $6 won't help much...)

I am not the type that give money to street performers, performing handicapped along the street...though I always wish I would do it to avoid that guilt riding on my back.
I am not the type that would donate to every would-you-like-to-donate persons on the streets on the time.
I am not even the type that would call in the hot line for every charity shows cos' the amount to donate just seem bigger all the time and I felt donation should be of own free will. Ok I tried calling in once using mobile but strangly it wont engage anyhow.

But I often fell trap to those asking for lil' aid on the street. It's not the first time. Several times are those that lost their transport medians and needed a lil amount to get home. $2 bucks is all they got from me.
And today is just another example on how I fall short to these seemly poor souls.

Just as I walked off, I just murmured this, "God, have mercy on that poor lady."
I dont know if its ever the right thing to say but I said it anyway.

No mattter what...I just hope that the auntie wouldnt have to go asking for money soon.

You are absolutely gorgeous

wish i can get to know more bout you...
perhaps we can chill and hang out sometime...
and i would then know more about the gal behind > that sweet
smile
maybe catch a film or two...
have a cuppa...
shoot some pool..
hope to hear from you soon
take care
cheers
*Name removed.

People who are free enough to drop me a message like that often just starts with,"Hi, wish to know you more..." blah blah blah.

Not only this one catches me eye, but that guy looks cute too.

So I decided to reply him this,

"Hey Cutie,

If you think I'm absolutely gorgeous, I command you to drop this gorgeous lady a gorgeous testimonial before she decides on anything else.

Cheers~
Miche"










Kidding.

I just said this,

"Hey *name removed*

Just a question, how many absoultely gorgeous gals have you catch a film or two, have a cuppa or shoot some pool with already?

No offense but you are cute too;)

Cheers,
Miche"

Maybe I should sign off with..

From,
Your absolutely gorgeous-not.

This whole week has been one busy one and it kinda sucks when I only have a rest day left.
Funny how we exhaust ourselves for six days (five and maybe another half outta which we couldn't do anything about it)and complain for the lack of rest at the last day.
Maybe Sunday hours should be mutiply by two.
I.e; One hour = 120 minutes.

My muscles are kinda aching now sia.



Day dreaming, my forte.

A heavy decision to make

Different people has different opinions and experience of love.
Some fell at first sight and really stayed so till death do them part...temporarily.
Some had a few wrong turns and finally ended in comfy zone forever.
Some really had it good till temptations fall in and the mirror cracked...forever.
Some just keep meeting the wrong ones and funnily how the one after the former just seem to get worse each time?
And of cos' some still have no idea yet.

I'm not here to discuss which catergory I belonged to and/or which people I know is which type.

Like almost most people down the streets, I think that love is a feeling, or at least the basic of love begins so...till someone wiser enlightened me with her story at the Today newpaper.(The 16 Feb 06 issue)

Page 20 under Voices isay.

"Don't buy into the facade of love"

(Now that I'm gonna be like a typist and type the whole freaking story down, you better peel your eyes and heart to READ!)

My friend told me she has dropped many hints to her husband to by flowers for
her for Valentine's Day. I suppose she believed it was the appropriate way
for
him to show that he still loves her.

When I was a teenager, I used to dream about walking down Orchard Road with a
big bunch of roses. BUt having once worked on Valentine's Day delivering
flowers
to lovestruck young girls all over Singapore, I have come to the
conclusion that
there is more to love than roses.

There was a man who ordered two bouquets: One for his mistress, and a bigger
one for his wife. I suppose he was hoping his wife would still believe that
he
loved her. ("Screw you, cretin!!" I say.)

Then there was this girl in America who ordered a box of chocolates for her
boyfriend in Singapore. My heart dropped when I delivered the chocolates to
his
house. The dinner table was set for two, complete with candles and
flowers - but
I knew that his dinner companion would not be the girl in
America.

Each February, men are reminderd to show how much they love their
girlfriensds or wives by buying them flowers, chocolates, diamonds - and of
course, the mandatory candlelight dinner. (Hmmm..I don't
belong here??)

How much of this expecation is shaped by advertising firms and retail
outlets? (Yea, damn you commercialisation!)

Thirty years ago, Valentine's Day was virtually undheard of in Singapore.
Nonetheless, men and women still fell in love - and stayed in love.

Now, I sense that women in Singapore are dictating how men should love them.
And more often than not, their demands for expressions of love are shaped by
women's magazines, which inundate them with suggestions on how to spend
Valentine's Day. (And none of the creativity
here.)

It has come to a point where some men expect payment in terms of sex after
spending so much money on an attractive lady. (that's
predictable though..) Thus , it is no surprise that men often use
words
of love to get sex, while women use sex to get words of love.

This could be a factor that has contributed to the rise in divorce rates in
Singapore. Woemn often define love as a feeling or as an attraction, and
choose
our life partners on this basis.

What happens when that feeling dies or changes, as all feelings will over
time? Do we change partners the way we do in a social dance?

Do we consistently search for the elusive high that we get each time we
fall in liove with someone?

After being married for 18 years, I have come to the conclusion that
love is not a feeling; it is a decision. (And
here
comes the crux)

There are days when I do not feel any love towards my husband, when I want to
tear his eyes out, and yes, sometimes I just want to walk out of this
marraige.

A few years ago, I met someone who swept me off my feet. He was different
from my husband in many ways, and I thought I had fallen in love again. I
was
attracted to the feeling of being wanted, of being at the centre of
someone
else's life.

I felt young again and I was tempted to walk out of my marraige. A few of my
friends supported my decision, as they felt that if there is no spark left
in a
marraige, it is all right to change one's partner.

But on a closer reflection, I realised I had only fallen in lust. I realised
that the feeling I had would disappear with this new-found-love over time -
just
as the similar feeling I experienced when I first fell in love with my
husband
had eventually faded.

What did I do with this emotion? Iconfessed to my husband. I knew that he had
accepted me for bnetter or for worse - and this was one of my worst
moments.

I knew that only by coming clean would we be able to continue with this
relationship. He accepted me as I am, knowing that as a woman I could feel
for
other men, yet he showed that he can trust me with my emotions.

Throught this experience, both of us were reminded once again that love is
not a feeling but a constant decision that we make. Love demands that we choose each other constantly despite coming
across alternatives.

This Valentine's Day, I chose to buy a gift for my husband. I had not bought
him a gift in a very long time as I could never find anything suitable.

I seldom feel guilty for not buying him a gift for Chirstmas or for
Valentine's Day; I would never buy a gift just because some article in a
woman's
magazine told me to. Neither would I buy one because my girlfriends
have bought
one for their beloved.

I chose to do so because I knew that the gift would bring a smile to his face
and joy to his heart. More importantly, I do not expect a gift in
return.

Shouldn't we all understand the ghist of LOVE?

Coming into the bar and ordering a double, the man leaned over and confidedto the bartender, "I'm so pissed off !"

"Oh yeah? What happened?" asked the bartender politely.

"See, I met this beautiful woman who invited me back to her home.
We stripped off our clothes and jumped into bed and we were just about to makelove when her god damned husband came in the front door. So I had to jumpout of the bedroom window andhang from the ledge by my fingernails!"

"Gee, that's tough!" commiserated the bartender.

"Right, but that's not what really got me aggravated," the customer went on."When her husband came into the room he said 'Hey great! You're naked already! Let me just take a leak.'
And damned if the lazy son of a bitchdidn't piss out the window right onto my head?"

"Yeech!" the bartender shook his head. "No wonder you're in a lousy mood."

"Yeah, but I haven't told you what really, really got to me.
Next, I had to listen to them grunting and groaning and when they finished,the husband tossed his condom out of the window.And where does it land?My damned forehead!""

Damn, that really is a drag!" says the bartender.

"Oh, I'm not finished. See what really pissed me off was when the husbandhad to take a dump. It turns out that their toilet is broken, so he stuckhis ass out of the window and let loose right on my head !"

The bartender paled. "That would sure mess up my day."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," the fellow rattled on, "but do you know what REALLY,REALLY, REALLY pissed me off? When I looked down and sawthat my feet were only SIX inches off the ground!!"

Life's lil pleasures

Had dinner at TPY Pastamania with mum tonight.
I ought to recommend Pastamania this scheme - The level of spiciness , in order to standardize the whole outlets' cooking standard.
I had Spicy Chicken and it was really hella HOT!
I'm not those who can't take the slightest drop of spiciness but the one that I had was like I asked for the whole bottle of tabasco poured into it. And I swear this ain't quite like the rest I had in other outlets before.
I could hardly finished half plate and lucky that I had a good lunch at SMU during the day.

I ordered Mussels and Calms for my mum and I would like to ask them, " What 'hums'?"
The calms were almost meatless and the there are only two poor mussels that hardly taste good.

Here I know PastaMania is meant for quick dining, affordable yet lots to choose from pleasure, and some outlets are really good!
I'm not saying that the service at TPY is lousy but it wasn't very good. Only the manager looks friendly to me and little wonder there is for the no of GEMS cards left there. I don't think anyone has touch that before.

But anyway TPY is now full of CHEAP lousy deals which are hard to resist though.
One thing's for sure that I wouldn't like to live there anyway...too warm for my likings. And too concrete. The only place I found cool in TPY was the stadium at night.
I'm much accumstomed to the cool air here.

Just ended a one hour and 42 mins chat on my mobile with my old friend - Zhiwei. And now it's time to worry about this month's bill.;(

It is nice to know that I still have friend like him. I come to know him when I was 16 during those vacation jobs.
We aren't those that contact frequently and dare I say we did not contact for some years, except those very occasion messages.
Since tomorrow (which is like now) is his big 24th, I msged him. And he called back and we have a gr8 chat!
It is now funny to uncover some opinions on some matters and people after so long and it doesn't hurt and matter at all.

I like friends calling in for a chat(with no hidden agenda) which is something I ought to do myself though. But I'm a messager than caller partly due to my mobile plan, never to my advantage.

My left arm aches now....Think I shall end this entry here.

Life's trivals...

Life's pretty much filled with trival matters that I wish to do a decent post about it.
But coming this far, I realized that I have forgotten alot and how to go about it.
So again I shall let my spontaneity do the job.

• Last night my younger said this to me(quite outta the blue) in Mandarin. "Sis, next time when I studied University, you support me." My reaction may not be supporting but I would classify that as normal. In the end I just told him, finish your studies first lar.

• I read a few blogs of how their Valentine went. Sweet alright but still I think mine's the best, though no red wine, no DIY, no flowers, no bears, no home cooked meals but haha...I've got great photos!

• I came to conclude that that pretty lass living down my block is nothing but bimbotic to me. I dont know her well. Infact we are not even your greeting faces down the street. But we have been living under the same block for 22 years and we even studied in the same polytechnic. The only time we talked was during T.E.P, whereby my friend and I had to go to the store where she was attached to. And she said that she knows me and we are neighbours. She is pretty and damn photogenic. (Her photo looks prettier than her in real.)
• In my job, I may bump onto resumes of those I know. Needless to say I saw hers. I wanted to help her,you see. And when I have a good job that's suitable for her, I rang her up.(and I don't know that she knows if it's me but it doesnt matter much) It almost came as a surprise to me that such a pretty sweet looking lass appear to be someone whom I won't recruit for any positions that need to mane the lines. I'm not saying she has a man's voice or hen's. But it is just ...the manner that speaks, the kinda person she is and so.
• And so I am telling you people, having able to talk IS important. You need not have heaven sweet voice or be able to sound like Elvis when you talk. But please...TALK PROPERLY, not like you just wake from a hundred years of sleep.)
• But anyway I DID tell her where's the location and she agreed to try for it. And when the interview was arranged, she told me that she doesn't wants to go for it cos' she doesn't like the location. And I have not boil from the fact that she is one that seems to own a toy phone or have the phone swimming in the cubicle most of the time.
• I was mad but on the account that I know her personally(and this excludes whether she knows it is me anot), I did not scold her over the phone.
• Did I mention that she quitted her last job in Dec 05 and when I talked to her was just this month? What the hell has she been doing and yes, there is a loop hole of a loooong period of months that I have not probe.
• Fiak off, Ms L3+ S3*. Waste of time!

• Colours coordination seems to be ultra important! At least 2 of your colours must go hand in hand. Example: Green top, black pants. Must + green or black bag/shoes. It is somewhat a must for me to practice that when my colleagues are like that. Fashion bloopers are a No-No and seriously it does keep me to be on the hike on the streets as well. More often than not, I will keep my eyes peel for someone with a colour clash so I could laugh my head off and joke in the office. Sadly I still track none. Guess people are too good these days....even the guys.

• I don't see how 1 year over at the gloomy London much change my (elder) brother. Infact...zippo!Nothing at all! He is practically the same as when he left. He didnt even learn to pick the slightest English accent?! Waist 28 inch. I would offer to go bald if that remains and I hold the stake for 3 months! We'll see.
• Honestly I do feel bad on my part that my opinions and attitude for him haven't change much. I seriously tried to be nicer but I dunno why! Somehow I just can't talk to him like how I can talk to the younger one at all. I guess that still beats than quarelling and not talking at all?

• Notice that how crime rates shoot up since 2005? We even have reports on the papers. People are sure getting more brutal these days. Chop chop, shoot shoot, rob rob, rape rape, fight fight...Perhaps 10 years from now, Singapore may be a country no different from (I just did a short search and I didn't even bother to read) Dallas.
• I suspected we have cannibals hidden among us!! And when the time comes, hell might be over congested.

• Seriously I havent been much of a racist,sexist or nationalit-ist. But I thought that coming to this line, I have to submit myself to all of the above cos' there are reasons for everything that is now, especially the first one.
• Enough said on this, I don't wanna be sued for any lewd comments. But again what is what when the black hip hoppers are calling themselves 'nig*ers' in songs/shows?
• Let's be honest huh?

• My hair colour has always been dyed brown with occasional blond highlights. How about going black with red highlight the next time?
• Hmmm...And keeping my hair longer just a bit??

• There's this young gal at Australia added me to her MSN list. She was a mixed blood but asian. Jap and something. We talked 3 times so far and she showed me her photo. She thinks she is a toad but I don't think it is that staid. Her Jap genes certainly are on the higher count but I don't think she is ugly.
• I guess confidence and self esteem comes with age sometimes.
• I thought I was the ugliest ever too. Though she saw my photo and think that I am pretty. But you know me, I am still never Ms Beauty and I am still ugly, you know.
• I'm really am.

• One tiny of my dreams was like this...My mum took out one of my old jeans(those I still wear during Poly days and was very glad that they finally become loose at my last year.) and they (the jeans) are just half of my waist now. I was horrid at how much weight I put on!!
• You know how sometimes dreams are telling you things?
• The hint was indeed subtle.

• Actually I have never eaten Orange Julius before, only their 70cents ice cream cone. Now that I have their coupons, I think I will try their hotdogs!!^^

• My younger brother has hell no patience at all. I am just getting tired of his screamings outside while he is trying to detangle some badly tangled threads.

Life's trivals...never enough. And reading back, it was quite bullocks.

Updates...

Work had been especially busy these few days. Guess it is good to be kept occupied eventually.
Had dinner at The Balcony yesterday.
It was not a very good place for dine if you ask me.
The food are so so though a lil' cheaper than those average fine dining ones. (eg: Surf n Turf)
Their drinks are kinda expensive and with the + + +, I say it's not really worth it.
Maybe the ambience is good but seriously I would prefer a more enclosed design.

Orchard Road during Valentine's Day was usual.
My personal opinions stay. The bigger/fancier the bouquet, the bigger the sucker.
I dunno what's up with extra big bouquet with mutli colour roses inside or a life sized doggy or teddy bear. (even bigger than my Pooh! I repeat, LIFE SIZED!)
Cliche? I think it is nothing but stupid to pay for overpriced item for something that we classify under the 'perishable' section.
Not to mention the (almost) uncountable groups/pairs/solos there selling flowers.
I would patronise the one who look hungry,tired and weak , and sell matchsticks.

Ok, give them a break. Everyone's trying to make a living. But seeing those people who are selling, they are more like trying to steal some advantages (which is a fail-fail strategy in that area) of the occasion.

Maybe a small bouquet is forgivable. (but not just a stalk! if you are getting just one stalk, you might as well buy chocolates or fake flower or just a plush)
Big bouquets for suitors are acceptable but not couple. But big bouquets for just any day other than V day is very welcome.
We say, Sweet~

What would be an ideal V day gift for me?
I don't usually look like the price of the gifts. DIYs are welcome. A simple love note (that's non copy right) is sweet.

But if you don't mind, get me a LV next time. I dont want flowers on V day.

Haha.

Kidding.

Will upload the photos taken...if I bother to...next time.


Happy post V day.
=)

Today Monday ain't exactly filled with blues but blisters.
I think my mum's right. I got tau fu skin. Not the quality but very lousy. Sob..pain!!

Tomorrow's Valentine.
I can't get over how sweet Jason was that Saturday. Hee...

I can't seem to do a decent post lately. Maybe my life ain't spurs with any decent excitement lately which ain't a bad thing if you think about it.

I never stop missing my friends and the people whom I always miss.

Ah..I wanna pray for my dear colleague - Cheng cheng who is undergoing some heartbreaking time now.
I think the toughest part of going through an unpleasant moment is that you have to be strong for yourself and your love ones at the same time.
It is tough to keep sane at times like this.
I'm glad that she found her spritual support and has got support from her family and friends.
And I hope she sees light soon.
=)

And of cos' for a good headstart for my parents and my dad's new job.
=)

And for you...I miss you.
=)

A sweet boo

We celebrated our 3rd Valentine in advance.
Yesterday was nothing but sweet.
=)

As usual,I'll let my T5 cybershot's produces do the talkings.

We were at Bugis first. Didn't took much pics there.

Me & Pink Panter.


Lion was dancing at Bugis Village. Great shopping area btw.


And it left a poo behind.


Ready for my shot anytime.

And we headed for the last day of River Angpow.







Then we saw the people of Fa Long Gong cult.


Seriously...what's up with that..in Singapore? As if we would really give a damn.

Then we took photos with our zodiac representatives.





The lion bit me!!What a meanie!



These machines are back in favor and a total cheat!


We headed for Suntec for dinner. Had a hard time deciding which to settle before we choose Surf & Turf,one that we never been to.
A nice one.

Seriously we had already decided what we wanna eat,but he just wanna reads some more.





He was trying to give me hints on where we dine on our 1st V day and I really forgot.
I thought that Pizza hut was Christmas..haha.




The foods are here.

His one.


And mine.


He's enjoying his...


I tried making mine looks juicer.





And he followed suit...but failed.haha.


Take 2.

Better;)

Whatcha looking at,huh!



I'm warning you, stop looking!My knife is BIG!


That does it!



And his turn to play stunts with the big knife.


We cleared our plate with lil' difficulty.




I like this one.=)


We proceeded to the music fountain and saw some things I shouldn't took!

This ain't scary.



This is!!

Horrible!!Shudders.

The usual effects with music.


And my idol couldnt stop singing.


I look like a drunkard.


And a better shot.


Suddenly there's some loud fireworks.


All in a day...My biggest surprise comes from this.


I never expect this. I knew there's a small box in the bag he gave me. But I didn't expect it to be this one.





My no 1 and two.


And his reason buying that was because my first one(given by him on my 21st) is too long and this second one will have no trouble fitting into smaller bag.
Sweet!


I made him these with the limited time I was given. I can't make them too early and I only know that I have 2 nights to finish making them all by the time he told me.









I know it's not clear with the frozen chocs inside.But I think the bottle is beautifully self decorated.And it's not very easy,considering my patience limit.

It's contents.



=)


And ending with my fav pics.

My Jack fo all Trades.


And....



I know my pics scare you but you do enjoy it huh?