gosh, i can feel the butterflies in my stomach tangling my intestines into complex and dead knots! why am i so nervous?? this is not the first time i see him...gosh, i really hope the clay doll will turn out well and the paint will dry in time...but what if it doesn't?? what if his other friends are there too?? how am i suppose to give him the little clay doll?? i hope everything is perfect tomorrow, i pray everything will turn out as i would like it to be or with miracle, better than i have ever imagined....i've never felt this nervous..i am really looking forward to his visit..please don't disappoint me...gosh, this is really a mad, mad world!!

..............but i'm glad to be part of it =D