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POOIE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry

thinking of what to eat for dinner. today is one yr anni for me and pooie. but i pms and quarrel with mom. she ask me to vacuum floor this morning. i just woke up when she returned from market. scolded me cuz i nv help her carry her marketing stuff. i was half awake; walking to the kitchen to rinse my mouth. realised my legs ache. aching from butt down. then, ok, i went to carry stuff.

then she tell me to vacuum floor. i listen but nv response. then she repeat at 1 hr intervals. plus, to unpack my camp stuffs. went to unpack camp stuff after lunch. then take afternoon nap. woke up and heard the vacuum cleaner buzzing. ok, sleep somemore.

woke up, dressed up to meet pooie. and want to go out already. realized no keys. asked where are the keys.

mommy say she dont let me go out. cuz i nv vacuum floor. from morning until now. things she tell me to do i all never do. so cannot go out.

i nv bother arguing. went back to my room. on the air con and called pooie.

thats the end.

heard keys rustling in the background , think they placed it back on the shelf.

doesnt matter. they are looking for a fight, but i ignore them. spoil their fun.

later i find food to eat. i hungry.

byebye
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