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.Saturday, March 10, 2007 ' 2:34 PM x
For the first time in my ENTIRE life,I left my mom to shop with my sister.
I taggged till 12.45pm,where I think I gave up on following her.
I just got a new fucking haircut,and I do think it's a major no-no.
Pissed and agitated entirely,I half-heartedly went shopping with her.
When my blood starts to reach the maximum,I knew it had to stop.
So,after a few round of looking at the barbie dolls and girly stuffs,
I decided to ditch them both.So,now I'm at home typing this entry
feeing rather guilty.She called me and said,"YOU'RE GROUNDED."
And what's my say?"Oh,Whatever.Gladly."

It's the start of our silent treatment.

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