It is almost near the end of the working day, and I haven't been doing much of a productive job...
It's Monday, you know.
After reading a meeting invitation for tomorrow, I turned my head toward the trash can.
Wow, it's covered with snow.
Indeed, my trash can was 3/4 full. But not snow. Instead, it was filled with used-white tissue papers.
I have been blowing my nose all day.
Then just I was in the phase of being wow-ed by my own art piece, my finger reached up...
The girl who sat across from me stood up.
Why Why Why Why Why~
I kept on getting caught picking my nose?!
*turns into dust*