What latin term!
I reached college by 1430 and took my number which turned out to be Number 37.
The number didn't sound that scary until I know the person who is in the interrogation room is only around Number 23.
At that moment, I knew I wouldn't get to go home before 1800.
Was I right or what. My turn came at 1800.
I went in for about ten minutes.
The next moment I knew I was out and needed to go shopping.
That tension that has been building in my mind needed a way to channel out and it became my great excuse for shopping.
No shoes this time but nail polish =D
My viva voce is considered fine with some psychological and guessing games going on. Whenever he takes a step forward, I tread my step back carefully to the right spot at the right tempo.
Looking at how I played the game, I think I made quite a good accomplishment today.
Omedetto, Sakyou-dono =)
Anata wa SAIKOU da~!
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