I was not at home when my gifts arrived. My mother called me and asked what's inside. And I said I don't know and asked her to keep it for me. Since I was busy with my housing problem at college, I forgot about it for a while. Yesterday, I went home. I was impatiently seeking for my gift. And there was it, on top of the table. Hold it and nervousness came. With gentle and care, I tore the wrapper to see what's inside.