It’s a stupid Monster!

What kind of Halloween would it be without Trick or Treat?!

I got these Halloween-themed chocolates for my friends and had fun packing them in individual packs! Being really kind hearted, I also gave them a free baby Tarantula (He complained the 8-legged creature is too big to be a usual spider and too small to be a Tarantula. HMPH) ! I only managed to scare one bulky-softie (HINT: It’s the “strong” looking male in the picture below!) with my Tarantula!

My sister’s favorite bear looking silly!

With these goodies, I braved through the disappointing weather (it was drizzling-showering-pouring-then-drizzling again the whole night) to get myself to night safari.

Freaky.

The 3 brave souls and one silly me.

My weak heart (Not medically proven but declared by its owner) almost stopped on my way out of the safari.

This was what happened.

Thinking that the night was over for both the actors and me, I ran (because he was waiting outside) out excitedly while chatting on the phone, a freaking-hideous-and-rude-tin-canned-man popped out of nowhere and scared me to death. It was the most embarrassing moment. I first screamed. Then squatted down (my natural-but-useless reflex to shield myself from the freaky predator) and started shouting “It’s a stupid MONSTER!” over the phone with my tear-choked voice.

I wanted to dig a hole right there and then. SIGH.

P.S. Thank you Love for travelling the distance to the God forsaken Mandai just to send me home!