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I AM ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY. YAY.

Somehow everyone can't bear to see Molly leave.
After all the scoldings and the teachings on St. Nicks' Girls' values, making her blood boil, and we need to shuddup, and we must be 乖孩子and whathaveyou.
Who can miss her presence?? Or rather she is pretty good at being random.
Because she can still say she wants to be like 孙悟空 so that she can shrink into like a speck of dust so that her body will not block the OHP screen. AHAHA.
And when she smiles and laughs she sounds interesting so everyone joins in the fun. Whoo.

And today seemed to be a super unlucky day for me (except the fact that I'm recovering.)

1. My bottle of Vitamin C (orage flavoured drink) spilled and my Catechism notebook got all wet and all my $(*%&#)(*%&@ efforts in designing and taking down notes were G-O-N-E. I had to embarrassingly display my drenched notebook and drying page by page during Mass. Mom wont even let me buy a new exercise book to copy what is still visable left ):
   She says "It looks like a rainbow. Its very pretty." Thanks for looking on the bright side of light. But it aint working
   
2. Before my piano lesson I went to open my bag to take out my music notebook and I guess I tore the whole zip off so I was like ":0" and about to faint.
   The one and only zip. And just my luck my teacher came so RAH.
   
3. My mom seems to be pissed all the time for the fact that I am not recovering. She says I look like I'm going to die and I want to look like that way. WHO LIKES TO DIE ANYWAY!?
   

I thought Little Miss Whoops was Mr. Bump's original girlfriend.
When I told Jasmine she went berserk because as she claims she is Mrs. Bumpy.
And she could not have Mr. Bump having another mistress.
Then I told her I saw a Miss Whoops shirt.
She thought it was the last straw and went to check on her to (算账)
Then it turns out Miss Whoops is Mr. Bump's sister.

Whoops. Sorry.
I guess now she's super hyped up @ me.