After what Kak Ditri advised, i decided to give FireFox a go, since i too did hear good reviews about it. I liked the interface and all, but what made me stick to Internet Explorer is the fact that my blog's as well as a few other blogger's template went haywire in FireFox. And blogs are important to me, so i have to put up with internet explorer and as a alternative, use a better firewall. hhehe! Thank you though, Kak Ditri!

So anyway, im in a lil better mood due to the fact that ive cleaned up my room thouroghly, ate dinner with my family, as well as watched Power Rangers the movie. Since my mood has been lifted a lil, i shall (RE)blog about what happened today.

Since Valentine's day falls on a schooling day (where i end at 430pm and the other half, at 9pm), the other half and I decided to bring forward the celebration to today, the 12th of February 2005.

(Digressing a little, i know we Muslims are not allowed to celebrate Valentine's day, but i just take it as a day where we give lil presents to the ones we love to show them that we care.)

So anyway, whilst planning the day, we totally forgot that he is moving house today! haha. For the record, he's moving from the 4th storey to the 9th storey. hahaha. So at around 1245pm, the other half smsed me, saying that he felt guilty about going out with me later when his dad and uncles are all helping out to move the furniture.

Being the understanding girlfriend that i am (although i have to admit i was a little disappointed), i told him that i wouldnt mind him not meeting me, since i understand that family comes first. So he replied that he'll try asking his parents for permission once they get back home from the market.

At 110pm, he smsed me, saying that his parents just returned, and that even if he can go out with me, he'd only be able to do so after 3pm. So i heaved a sigh, and retreated back to reading the book 8plays by Huzir Sulaiman, oblivious to the potential customers walking around my shop.

5 minutes later, i felt a tap behind me. I swiveled my head around, and there he stood, his left hand holding a stalk of a red rose, his right hand gripping a teddybear holding a bouquet of 12 teenyweeny plastic roses, his mouth plastered into a sheepish smile.



I was taken aback for a while, and was too surprised that i didnt say anything for a few seconds. Then, all that i could mutter was

"Aww.. You're so sweet!"

Oh wow im such a loser. But seriously Is, if you're reading this, that really made my day. Thats the first time a guy has ever given me a surprise, a rose and a teddy all rolled into one. Thank you dear.

Since his daddy personally called and screamed at him to get home and help out, we had to forgo our plans to watch Dayak's gig at Jurong East library (sorry dayak!). Whilst eating lunch at KFC, i gave him his gift, a huge card with a cd inside, which contained a powerpoint presentation.



I guess thats all then. Oh and im so proud of my clean room (which i spent an hour cleaning), so here are photos of it. huaarghaha!


My studytable and notice board. The "graf" you see is actually my failed attempt at doing a Killer Gerbil. heh. and on the table is the rose he gave.


My wardrobe and my wall of posters of emocore, hardcore, metal, punkrock, ska etc musicians. not to forget the leaning lamp bought from Ikea last year.


My bookshelf, bed, pathetic wall of Original Cds and teddy bear collection. The one the other half just gave is given a special location; on my memory box. hehehe.