I received a package the other day from a certain Mouse ;o

But the postal service dropped it at my door (in an apartment building) without even knocking… I was home all day and never noticed until later.

I guess this is weird since I’ve never had a package since moving. I’m used to just receiving the card and taking that to the postal outlet and getting my package then. I guess if you don’t require a signature, it doesn’t really matter what happens to your package as long as they ‘did their part by dropping it to your address’

ANYWAYS!

Sooo I got some yummy awesomeness from Tasmania in the mail, along with a really pink letter, and a few movies. I’ve seen most of them, but its always good to see them again ^O^;

Unfortunately I have school and not a lot of time to watch movies until maybe tomorrow or Sunday, sooo I’ll rave about them later.

The truffles were reallllllly good~! They kind of remind me of the center of lindor chocolates, but better! I’m sitting here feeling like I haven’t eaten in like a week just looking at them O_o

Sorry, either my camera sucks hard core or my photography skills do. I miss my old pink camera….

Ohh anyways this all started when I decided I would send her a late Christmas present… which I didn’t end up mailing until after New Years’ and I think she has yet to receive it, but its the thought that counts right??????

Its weird when I mention her and people usually think

“Oh did you go over to Australia to study?”

“Did she come to Canada to study?”

No.

We met through Deviantart

The easiest way to describe us is as “penpals” to those who would try to say “well how do you know you’re really friends? How do you know she’s not a serial killer or even a GIRL at all???”

…. Kay anyways we’ve talked on Skype with our webcams before, and obviously I have her real address….. and she hasn’t sent me any explosives through the mail soooo I guess that means we’re friends. ^w^;

I’d even go as far to say that I value her friendship above most other people I know in person.

It’s just more difficult to share your deepest feelings with a group of people or even a single person alone in a room. I’m better at expressing myself through words or drawing.

Anyways that’s my fuzzy story…. and I’m sticking to it!