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Sunday, September 27, 2009

today for me was one of those days where you wish you were never 15. i woke up this morning, and i felt fat. seriously, i gain weight, and it's not funny. anyways, after that, i went blacktown to go shopping. gosh maybe cs i wasnt in the mood, i didnt find anything except buying gelz' present which i really wanted as well. after that, i got home and mum raged at me. she's been going to this doctor for like a wk now, and she's been going through a lot of stress. But seriously, SHE'S NOT THE ONLY ONE. she goes to me and start like picking out all my mistakes and stuff.

not only that, after dinner, my dad had a go at me as well. Saying things like, i hate it when you do this, and i hate it when you do that... seriously, they're not the only ones going through stress. at least they dont have to go through puberty again. but yea, really not in the mood.