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::bella entered her apartment, two bergdorf goodman bags in tote. she had been out all evening searching for the perfect dress to wear to maddie's sister's wedding. after what seemed like the hundreth dress (it was the 33rd, but who was counting?), she found it, along with a new pair of manolo blahniks. a girl's got to have shoes to match, right? she dumped her shopping bags off on her bedroom floor and then flopped down onto her bed, pulling her laptop with her::
life is pretty dull, as always. my parents dragged me to some dinner party the other night, but it was a decent time. there were a lot of people i knew there, so i guess i was thankful for that. maddie's sister is getting married in a few days, so the wedding should be fun. i can't wait to see what drunken escapades happen this time.
my economics paper is calling my name. au revior.
xo bella