This holiday had been exciting.
12 days in the sun with sand and water. Back for christmas and lots of parties.
Gathering with the Dumbies tomorrow.
I love holidays that requires no homework and studying.

And I'm happy because I've received all the stuff I've ordered online.
Clothes, slippers, lotion, fragrance mist.
It's time to pack my stuff to make way for all these new items. (:

But I'm sad because my other hamster died when I'm in Mauritius.
It didn't wait for my return. ):
The first one died when I was in camp. My parents couldn't find it and thought it had escaped. I came home, found it in the wood shavings and saw my dad dump it in the rubbish chute. I said I'd give the other hamster a proper funeral. Like maybe bury it in the field outside my grandma's place or something. But my horrible dad threw it down the rubbish chute again.
I told him I'm going to get a guinea pig. He said he don't wish to bath something even bigger than my hamster.

I'm still going to get it. After I read up on ways to train the guinea pig.
El told me guinea pigs are like dogs. They can be potty trained and they can recognise their owners. I'm fascinated!