Phew!

I supposed I had just given her the gift of her life. I don’t know, but from the looks of that uber-long ‘thank-you-and-I-like-it-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-much’ sms, it sounds that me had given her the real deal.

When my heart was furiously contemplating defeat and juggling between the ‘give’ and ‘dump-it’ options, I’m glad I had chosen the former.

While that doesn’t mean anything at all [it would be foolish to think otherwise], it has certainly brought a smiling mood to myself, knowing that she had smiled her way through the colored sketchbook I had done for her.

She mentioned about me owing her a drink. What could that mean? Hmn. Sometimes I really wonder if she means all the things she said.