And then . . .

Grandma has finally payed her debts (positively said) to me, albeit partially, I'm fine with it due to the fact that my wallet has been empty for eight straight weeks. 

As for the things I'm going to do by the end of this blooming month, I'm planning to give my blog a make-over after I'm done with all these jazz I've been handling. I think I might change the theme from black and white to white and gold—just something to spice and give things some luck, even though the current layout really suits every melodramatic entries I have posted here. Also, the layout is getting slightly boring so definitely I ought to do this. I might push myself to write a poem too! I haven't wrote one since December. But I'm afraid it won't turn out to give my whole school a buzz unlike the my first one: every student was gobsmacked by the message of that bloody poem, even though I only made it for three consecutive hours. Another thing: I had arranged a deal with Mark—the guy who sold me his original copy of Emotions—and he has said that he's going to send me his Rainbow CD—Mariah's last album before leaving Sony Music—next week, and he did even tell me to pay him some time this June when I get enough money to pay the CD; yeah, so that means it's sort of a free CD at the moment. I'm quite grateful he has had his trust in me, as no one seemed interested to do so before.

It seems the month of June will turn out so well for me. . . . I hope so.