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So what else is new--i went shopping with Maggie to Bridgewater Mall. We had to play rock, paper, scissors to determine who would drive and even though i still won i gave in and drove because im nice like that. So we shopped and stuff and i found this adorable peach dress that Maggie thinks i look fat in but whatever--it's still cute in my mind. The other stuff i bought is very pretty too. It's weird though how when you hang out with one person for a while, you really figure them out(not in a literal sense because that is really hard). I was reading Maggie's mind by the end of the day--like how I figured out your plan about ditching the skirt and not going to Forever 21 to return the shirt. Yeah, that was cool.
Maggie went on a quest for the perfect pair of ripped jeans, but alas could not find a pair that suited her needs. I on the other hand added to my collections of ripped denim, which i don't think made Maggie very happy.
And brace yourself for the next few sentences. I basically have found that i am officially tired of shopping now. I spent sooo much money and even though everything fits right and looks good, my arms are in more pain than a mere mortal could imagine. My feet have blisters and my hands are red--you know where you hold the shopping bags--yeah well my hands are red now.
Note to Amanda: sorry about not attending your party. I'll probably call sometime later and explain myself but until then Maggie can fill you in on my lame-ass excuses.
Maggie went on a quest for the perfect pair of ripped jeans, but alas could not find a pair that suited her needs. I on the other hand added to my collections of ripped denim, which i don't think made Maggie very happy.
And brace yourself for the next few sentences. I basically have found that i am officially tired of shopping now. I spent sooo much money and even though everything fits right and looks good, my arms are in more pain than a mere mortal could imagine. My feet have blisters and my hands are red--you know where you hold the shopping bags--yeah well my hands are red now.
Note to Amanda: sorry about not attending your party. I'll probably call sometime later and explain myself but until then Maggie can fill you in on my lame-ass excuses.