Been like ultra hooked on playing with JumpingClay these few days. (what? 
exams? nope, never heard of that word before, sorry.)
 
 
Me and his creations, a kinda ugly bear and a errr, hotdog set meal respectively. It was really funny how the whole clay-making process went.
"i make you a bear!" with enthusiasm at first.
after a few kneads, "err, maybe i make you a ball instead?"
"okay! i'm making you a pile of shit anyway!"
Both holding lumps of clay resembling well, shit. hahaha. 
But of course, the next few attempts were muchhh better. 
We both went home reallllyy early for once today, 
("i'm actually walking home in broad daylight," he said. and that was totally true, he hasnt been going home when it was still daylight, for like, ever since we got together.) and so my itchy fingers had to start meddling with those little cans of clay. you don't know how much fun it is to roll and squeeze two balls of colours and watch them gradually mesh into one totally different, solid colour. awesome.
The whole figurine is actually the size of my thumb.
awww i love the tiny weeny biscuits. and there are little prints on the blue pillow, if you look really closely. Jumping clay was a really wise choice, dear. ;) 
and dear, keep popping surprises like this for me! i'll be checking how heavy my bag is, from time to time. HEE. :D 
just kidding lar, this one surprise gift is enough to keep me happy for quite some time. and of course, there's always JumpingClay! -happppy!