On a random Saturday, when i was happily doing shopping with darl nck, i received a call from a delivery guy, 'Hi, I am outside your house, delivering your flowers, are you home?' I was literally stunned. Like what? it has been ages since last someone delivered flowers to my door step. I was guessing, whether it was from him. but i didn't wanna text him because I'm not 100% sure about it. but when i was half way home, i received his text. I was wondering, why. I kept asking him why, but he refused to tell me, but just replied me with 'i just want you to be happy.' when i got home, i saw the pretty red roses, it made my day. like, who doesn't love pretty flowers? (: especially when flowers are girl's favourite. 🌹💐

Mandatory shot with le pretty rose bouquet. 

Few days later, on Tuesday, another pretty bouquet at my door step right after i got up from bed. It was one of my favourites that i've received so far. Don't know since when i fell in love with hydrangea. (: 🌸 but ya, it's so pretty i can admire it all day all night ☺️ Even my mum loves it haha. anyway, as usual, guilt feeling kicked in. I admit, i love surprises, love pretty things, but at times, i feel bad for receiving stuff, especially costly stuff, where i think i dont deserve them. like, who am i to receive it? 

Last but not least, thank you for the pretty flowers lee ys. (i know your reading this right now.) thanks for everything, i appreciated them. i dont know what else to say, but just thanks. i think i am one of the lucky girls on earth. xx

That's all for this entry. time to hit the sack! nights x

J