Prom. Prom. What to say.
Well, yesterday, I attended my school's prom and it didn't really go as planned.
First off, getting a dress was...
HARD
There were all these possible options and my mum was being that kind of parent that likes to control basically all things about her child. All like:
"you can't wear that dress"
why not?
"because it has spaghetti straps"
but mum I will wear a jacket over it
"nope, get out of the car and go wear something decent"
*drives off*
20 minutes later. . .
*returns*
"you still haven't changed?!"
I really want to wear this, mum
"when we get there, look at what your colleagues will be wearing"
*starts comparing me to some friend she said I couldn't compare myself to*
okay
*drives off again, obviously annoyed*
*arrives and starts giving long speech about being trained decently and not wanting what she shows me at shops. . .*
Fine. Can I go back home and change?
"Yes"
(Even though it's a twenty minute drive from here back home) ~ my prom doesn't matter does it
40 minutes later. . .
*Back at school and half an hour late*
"Now don't you feel decent?"
. . yes mum. bye
~
end.
(I travelled out for a week with almost no wifi so that explains the lack of updates. sorry (^o^)*)
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