chien's bf, mark came over for a visit, arrive on Friday. A wonderful and knowledgeable dude. Next time, if i do find a guy, i would love it if he's knowledgeable, sociable and funny :)

(Bryan bought me my fav Korean junk food) 

 (Bryan cooked me Kimchee noodles)

like i said before, Bryan cant stand to not see me more than 2 days (and he always text me first thing in the morning and the last before we sleep)....and so, on Saturday,  he came over to my house and i cooked Gamja Jorim for him 

(my first attempt, it turns out that i added too much honey...so it was super duper sweet, but Bryan dint wanna hurt my feelings ate em even when i told him not to as i realize it was like eating a bowl of sugar mixed with potatoes,....i felt sorry for him)


After that, i went ahead and tried out another recipe from my previous one to make Kimchee Jeon (but Bryan said the Kimchee i got from the Vietnamese stall was pretty bad, and the recipe was a bit dodgy..i told him i wanted to give it a try as my previous recipe, the kimchee Jeon is always salty even when no salt is added)....

and so, half and hour later, me and Bryan was tasting plain tasteless kimchee jeon..(failed attempt No. 1)


and another half and hour later, i was washing the dishes and asked Bryan to cook, and when i turned around to see our end product, to my horror it looks like scrambled eggs i look at Bryan asking what he  has done, he gave that cute dimpled smile of he's and say, its Korean style kimchee jeon....OF course not! he aint fooling me..he spoiled the whole pancake...and so i ask him to eat the whole thing as a punishment...haha.....(failed attempt No. 2)..


I gave up, cause i realize i aint got enuf time to make another Kimchee jeon..whats more, i realize i have to go to a party (H invited me to a private Gawai party at he's friends place..*feel honored) empty handed, so i rushed me and Bryan to go buy ice cream (yes, it was stupid of me to go get ice cream under 9 degrees of strong wind)...Well silly thing is that i dint know Coles close at 5pm on a sat, so when we arrived, the guard told us the store is closed...(Bryan gave me the WTH look with eyes closed...i kept apologizing, and soon forgotten as we walk back home arm in arm...and cause i walk very freakingly slow, Bryan was pulling me instead....and we played our usual push and play kinda game)

the party was a roof top one at above rundle mall..it was awesome (i met a guy...and yes..i know i know...u asked AGAIN?!?..haha..but i think this guy is so much better than the weirdo last wed)

Anyhoos, Bryan had he's own dinner party that night, and got drunk as he's host father made him drink soju, beer, wine and whiskey. he was in pain..haha


poor baby woke up with a hangover the next day...after work, and chores, i was super tired, and wanted to take a afternoon nap, but Bryan omit me to...he persuaded me (well it took him an hour) to go to the city to meet him for a cuppa. and then in return, he would accompany me to dinner with chien and mark. 

(wearing the jumper Bryan choose for me, yes...i have TONS of acne on my face at the moment..*sad)


went to primo, had our cuppa and it was when i learned a deeper side of Bryan..no wonder he's parents and sisters adores him..


after dinner, 4 of us headed to Spats for dessert, mark was amazing as well... Bryan was shocked that mark knew so much about Korea..haha...

(our dinner from a few weeks ago, Bryan was helping me cut the meat to smaller bite size pieces)


i know its a bad habit of mine, but i always question Bryan why we are still friends when at times, he's such a quite boy..he says its cause he thinks i'm cute and most of all, he and i shares the same set of humor..


i had a horrid nightmare last Thursday...and so on Friday night, i asked Bryan to sing me a lullaby..(Bryan, as long as i know him, doesn't sing at all...)...so i was amazed when he went thru all the trouble and sang for me..


mark said Bryan is unlike a lot of Korean mens he know...he told me some Korean guys dont like helping their girl hold their bags, but Bryan, he helps me hold me bag all the time...

(me and Bryan waiting for the bus)