Finally awaken from my slumber sleep. Had dinner out with 2 of close friends, Shuling and Vincent. As usual, my sister would pester to have KFC whenever we meet. I really hope that it's not because I've a KFC ambassador look.

Went to "his" house in the afternoon before heading to meet my friends. We played "his" PS games. "He" is really a true blue gamer. "His" library of games is indescribable! I played one of "his" freaky games, titled something Fatal Shot, where I've to go around capturing ghosts with my camera. I'm a scardy-cat. Hahahaha.... even when playing a ghost game, I screamed as well. No horror movies!!! Wait... hold on... that is subjected to who am I watching it with. >.<>.<

We went to our hangout after leaving Shuling's house. Our hangout has become a drug to me, to us. We visit it almost everytime we're out. The wind, the sand, the waves, the carefree, peaceful and tranquility all merged into one. There "he" gave me another suprise. In all, "he" has given me a total of 3 suprises, which comprises of sight, feel and hearing. All of them which he made them himself.

"He" knew I've been searching for an anklet all this while. And "he" made one himself. It's not easy for "him" to make one, considering that generally guys don't do such stuffs. "He" was worried that I wouldn't like it much. But "he" was wrong. I know the effort "he" put in. To others, the suprise may not worth much. But to me, it's invaluable, priceless. Gifts should not be weighed by the scale of currency, but the thoughts and efforts that are incomparable.

"He" helped me put the anklet on. And it's my favourite colour. We both have each. Mine on my right leg, and "his" on "his" left. Somehow, I feel like we truly belong to each other for whatever we do, things just seem to fit perfectly. We're both binded together by "his" handiwork - the anklet. I'm blessed. Blessed to have "him" in my life, blessed enough to share a phenomenon - a shooting star in the beach with him.