You've witnessed a few of these. You've seen us argue, shout, curse and eventually get back to molly-coddling with each other. The way you smile brightly during these fights, seems like you're enjoying every moment! Hope these don't register the wrong way.
So today we had another one about my problems adjusting in the facilities that mom's family can provide and resulted in us moving to an AC room in one of the houses nearby. Mom as always doesn't like the price tag, and me - I am as happy as can be in the land of the lost. The AC is cooling, the food is alright, the San Miguels keep coming and my nosey doesn't stop dripping. Wonder if they'll name me the tissue bumbai!
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