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So ridiculously humid. Had one of those days where the smell of my own sweat was so off-putting, I nearly croaked. I think something I am eating is slowly poisoning me.

The summer festival tomorrow proceeds, rain or shine. And it will most likely be rain. I brought my new yukata to school today, to hang out the wrinkles. I think Machida told me they would be moving it somewhere, and I just realized that the bag with my obi and sashes for tying may not get moved with it...Grragh.

I have painted my nails pink to match the cherry blossoms in my yukata, and I feel like a six-year-old. Good times.