On Monday, study was actually in full force! I was all study mode with my abundance of lecture notes, tutorial workbook, chocolates (ummm..), and bottle of water that I kept topping up because yes, I’m gonna sound like your mother saying this but it’s important to stay hydrated, people! Especially when you’re down with a cold that’s been lingering for days and days. 
I decided to take a nap for a bit in the afternoon cause my eyes refused to stay open and my brain was obviously not having any more of omegas, unless it was referring to the watch and not effect sizes of statistics.
I woke up and had just turned on my study lamp when my dad started calling me from downstairs, saying that something had arrived. That’s become quite a usual occurrence for me, ever since I discovered the wonders of e-banking and started ordering things online, but instead of my usual envelope containing a trinket that had caught my eye, this greeted me:
I imagine a bazooka is the same size! Nope, I definitely did not order this but it had my name on it.
When I saw ‘roses only’ written on the box, I realised the box contained flowers (duh). Besides that, I’ve volunteered in charity events where their beautiful, bee-yoo-tee-foollllll products been included in their auctions. And I’ve always loved it when they announce the items under the hammer and the men buy them for their other halves. *sigh* Of course, they’re also willing to let the prices go higher than usual (sometimes aided by a couple of bottles of beer) with proceeds going to charity.
So yes, I opened it.
Oh. my gosh. So PRETTY!!! 
I called DB, asked him what it was for, and he said they couldn’t deliver it over the weekend when I had been angry and sulking, and it was meant as an apology, even though I was already over it, and have been trying (and failing) to make him stop spending money on me…
But of course, I’m also a girl. Who loves flowers!
Haha, I think you can tell from the picture that it wasn’t roses. When mom asked me what type of flowers they were, I had no clue. My brain kinda went, er.. maybe they’re tulips?
Dumbo. =.=
Mom had to tell me they were lillies because I’m a noob when it comes to flowers. In my defence, mom is the one who is hyped about flower-arranging! I actually googled baby’s breath cause I keep reading about it in books, and the only other flowers I’m actually familiar with are roses and chrysanthemums. Reminds me of how we had to learn how to spell chrysanthemums in what I think was grade 5. I kept making noises as to how they sounded separately in order to memorise them…
Chocolates… Mmm, Lindt… And a scented rose candle! My sister came into my room and suddenly became 100X cuter, positively drooling ‘Lindorrrrrrrr’. I said, “No, they’re a present” and she asked, “Awww.. but are you gonna have them all by yourself? Not even one tiny piece? I like the silver one with white chocolate…’
… And of course, I gave in.
I bribed her with it, and she finished her dinner. She brought it to school, and loved it. I had one at 3 am today when I was cramming more stuff into my brains that have right now disappeared into nothing. It was so yummyyyyy! Really, how do people not love Lindt? C’est incroyable!
Anyway, I set about looking for a vase and Mom told me to use the one that she had just bought. The flowers came with care instructions and ‘nourritures pour les fleurs’ which translates to ‘food for the flowers’! Ahhh, so cute! I followed the directions and mixed it with warm water from my tiny measuring cup, and then… the vase turned out to be too big. Ish. So I took out the plastic roses in another vase from the living room, transferred them and ta-dah, they were perfect! Then I brought them up to my room and put it on my bedside table.
I didn’t really study after that. I get distracted by warm fuzzy feelings and pretty things! And of course, the lure of chocolates…
Have I told you lately that I love you?
Skipping to today, I came home after my exam dog-tired but gosh, my room smelled like a pretty garden! Made me feel less murky about my horrid exam today (I’d like to burn those papers). I wanted to take photos from where I was lying down but there was a reflection obstructing an otherwise pretty picture. I am unbelievably lazy and was quite unwilling to move. But I got inspired after changing the modes on the camera since there was a lack of sunshine today..
Not really the rule of thirds, but you know, the flowers are kind of in the centre… I still think my IT teacher would be proud of me!
Oh, the ribbon on the vase was from the box. Hey, one more lily bloomed today!
And.. umm.. yes, there’s sticky stuff on the stigma.
Note to self: need to stop writing about unnecessary observations.
Isn’t it funny how your perceptions of these two pictures change so quickly, even though they’re essentially of the same object? Just with focus and positioning, plus how my curtain suddenly comes into play, it’s like there’s a different mood that the picture emits. I am one of those people who immediately starts thinking of storylines when I see pictures like this. Maybe I’ll come up with one. Ah, cameras are so entertaining sometimes!
Yeah, after looking at this picture, I redeclare my undying love for classic black and white pictures.
