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Friday, August 01, 2008
Today!

the obasan did her banging stint. *blood pressure risen abit*

the obasan talked non-stopped with somebody(I hope) after coming in.. * blood pressure steadily climbed..*

I sneezed and blew out the greenish mucus stuck in my right nostril. Did a soft "swallowing ahem" to clear the sore throat.

The obasan turned her attention to me. "Eh you also will sick one ah"

Being courteous, I stick my head out and said I was just clearing my nose. Indeed she was talkin (loudly) to herself. (-____- ")

Then anyway, I had an inkling that she was going to talk more since I was the only available soul around to converse with her. I grabbed my whistle and clipboard and made my escape to the mortal world through back door.

mae 3:58 PM [comments]