On Sunday, my mom force me to go to a mall to by something nice for next Sunday. Well, fun fact about me, I'm very picky when it come with something nice. The reason for my pickiness is because I HATE looking nice. Literally. I don't care if I'm a slop or wear something cool. Just not something so girly. And guess how many stores I had to go through. 4 of them!! For a shirt. I'm not joking. Like I said. I'm very picky.
