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Mar 28, 2007 11:48

I hate being someone's excuse.
Marianne told my mom last night that we were going to spend today hanging out. So my mom let her miss school today. But in reality, she just used me as an excuse to sleep in and spend and hour doing her damn makeup until she had to leave for a private ballet lesson. She did even have time to have breakfast with me. Gee, I feel great. I'm so glad you took a few hours out of your very busy and important life for little ol' me. Love ya too, Sis.
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