I finally did it.

*pats on shoulder*

After missing a very good opportunity on Tuesday, I brought the gift again today, only to find that P has left. Heard from my friend that he will come tomorrow, that's when they're going to give him the farewell card (which looks really cute by the way).

Anyway, so I went into the office just now wanting to discuss my column results with my mentor, but unfortunately he wasn't around, BUT P was! Haha! I was nervous, of course I was, but with the thought of this is now or never, I went to my bag, grabbed the present (wrapped in this hideous pink with white polka dots paper), stormed back into the office and gave it to him before I could falter.

Yup, and so I did it.

Is it because I'm shy, or is it really this heart-weakening and mind-wrecking to give a present? Makes me wonder how guys propose to girls. To stand on the edge of something so life-changing... and have to face the possibility of a rejection. Takes a lot of courage.