THE RISE OF THE FALLEN

Boy, you no idea how much I hate this morning when I was in the car, and the father started to nag at me about how messy my room is, how I can't control my outgoing messages, and all those midnight mayhems. And when I looked at myself in the mirror before I came to work, I was terribly taken aback by my complexion! Urgh!

You can now pull out a dagger and shove it into my mouth, so that I can tearfully recall how I behaved when I was 12.