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OH NO!

Oh no. I did something wrong! Something that concerns money... Oh no!!! What should I do now... I am very troubled!!! Please help me!!! Oh no... What do I do now??? Oh... Oh... I'm so lost! Please... Someone... Help me!!! Three bad things happened since I came to stay with Mom over the weekend.
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The utterly bad things that happened

1.I got lectured by Mom for trying to be perfect
2.Godma was drunk(But it was really funny when I was talking to her on the phone! Tell you about that later... Perhaps it'll make me forget about the incident...)
3.I did something wrong that concerns money(DON'T ASK ME WHAT)
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So. Last night, Mom called Godma before she was drunk. She passed the phone to me and asked me to talk to her. I don't know what happened but she was crying. I didn't know what happened to Godma but she was practically drunk over something. So it's like this. Mom had to attend some Taoisty thingy by 10.45 PM. She had no car so... She couldn't get there. She called Godma to ask if she could drive her there. She dialled the number and she heard,"Hello??? Who ish this??? Eh!!! Give me back my phone!!!" That was Godma. Then, Mom passed her handhone to me to ask me to speak to Godma. By the sound of it, Mom knew she was drunk. Later, I asked Godma where she was. But then, Godma suddenly pressed "hold". So Mom called her again. Urgh. Too lazy to type it like a composition... Perhaps... Ok fine. I don't want to embarrass her, okay? Maybe ask me... And I will tell you. But you must keep it CONFIDENTIAL.



These feelings rushed through my mind on Sunday, May 21, 2006


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