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Who says a bad memory will always stay as a bad memory? I was in the kitchen with my sisters one night when I told them that an old flame added me on Facebook recently. So we were reminiscing about the day two years ago when that guy left me pathetically alone in Jusco Perda when he discovered that, okay that's a different story. But the point is, it is the incident where he dumped me. Ouch. And I don't know how my sisters did it, but they managed to turn the supposedly sad, weeping story of my life to be a really funny story where we laughed until we cried and our stomachs hurt. How great is that? Next time I remember about that incident, I'm sure gonna laugh my heart out. Thanks! :D