The Flu Bug
It had been flying around for sometime. This little invisible ever-evolving monster. After spending months attacking the avian species, it has turned its attention to mammals. Yes. Us. Homo sapiens. Human beings. First, my grandmother caught the bug. She sneezed and sneezed, walking around with a handkerchief, with a little corner tied into a knot dabbed in oil, stuck in one of her nostrils. Sounds disgusting? Yes. That's the way the old folks are. But the younger generation are modifying that habit, using a tissue paper instead of a hanky. Case in point: My gorgeous, hunky ex-JC classmate - V. He used to walk around with this tissue paper stuck in his nose because he has flu/sinus, even in class. This caused a major disturbance during one of the terrifying accounting tutorials when the formidable tutor told him off for that. It is a minor issue. He wasn't causing any disruption to class, minding his own business, just that the poor fella has a flu. But no. She had to step on his tail. Silent as a tiger, he calmly asked her, "Why do you have to make a mountain out of a molehill?" Silence. You could hear a pin drop, literally. Her face was black as a thundercloud, she looked as if she was thinking what to say next. One second, two seconds, three seconds went by. Silence. The silence seemed to go on for eternity when finally, she opened her mouth. She told him that that was not the way he should be speaking to her, and that was very rude. Then she gave him a chance, asking "So what should you say now?" Being dimwitted as I usually am, I racked my brains for him, thinking what he should be saying. Then I heard some classmates around me whisper, "Say sorry". Oh. So that was what she wanted. Wait a minute! Why does he have to apologize when she was in the wrong, and when what he said was true? Desperately, I battled the urge to stand up for him. Finally, he muttered the golden word reluctantly. Hearing that, she felt relieved, and a sense of victory glowered on her face. I use the term glower and not glow here because her face was still black despite betraying the feeling that she had won this battle. I felt so angry for him. But from then on, he had my admiration. Later in the year, another incident took place involving that tissue-in-the-nose. At that time, the admiration had already developed into a crush, especially when he drew attention to the fact that there is some sort of similarity between him and my idol of the year, Takashi Sorimachi. I remember that once, he took that sacred piece of tissue out from his nose, and from behind me, used it to tickle the side of my face. That was one of those things he would do to make me turn as red as a tomato. Ah...those sweet memories. Back to grandma, the flu bug eventually decided that she wasn't succumbing to its evil designs and therefore decided to make the jump to a more susceptible, overworked, underpaid, underrested human host - me. At the same time, the flu bug from my good friend also decided to take a vacation to visit her relative, and so packed her bags and took a Valuair (I think they don't make much as flu bugs, except for some modelling fees for the newspapers when they were settling in the avian species) flight to planet ME to stay for awhile. As you can see, planet Me's defence was low, so eventually, the flu bugs got married and multiplied and found a permanent home there. The End.