presents and a squirrel
I've been receiving gifts regularly over the past few days at home. Little clips and pins, a pen with a purple feather cap, jewels from a little sister's treasure trove. Their drawings and paintings are definitely going up on my room wall, if I do eventually get a room, because I'll surely miss everyone so. There's still so much to do, write, buy, people to talk to and meet up with, and things to squeeze into my suitcase, and into my stomach, before sunday comes!A funny thing happened! Just as I was typing, mummy returned home from morning taichi, and screamed- a squirrel was in our living room. It's all my fault for forgetting to close the sliding doors before coming upstairs, but at least it wasn't a wild monkey like the other time. Oh, apparently now that squirrel has scrambled out the balcony onto the roof, and has left behind its poo.
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