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Meet Jessica

This is Jessica, my girlfriend. And just like any other proud girlfriend in the world, I would have to say that she is the best one.




Last Friday, she went home to her parents' house and was planning to stay there for the entire weekend. So I was expecting her to come  home tomorrow, which is Monday.

So imagine my surprise when someone came knocking--actually it is more like banging--on my bathroom door on a Sunday night, and when I opened it, I see her standing there smiling, carrying a milk tea (which earlier I told her I was craving for) on one hand. Yes, it was really a surprise that she was able to surprise me. She pulled it off without me even getting the slightest hint. And just so you know, it's incredibly hard to do that since I usually easily get this gut feeling when someone's going to give me a surprise whatever.

There's my girlfriend: spontaneous, sweet and everything that anyone could ask for. She's my best friend, my girlfriend and my rock and I just wanted to let you know about how she surprised me today and nearly killed me from all the excitement and giddiness that I felt.

By the way, we ordered pizza for dinner and she's just absolutely the best <3

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