My mum has given up on me. She has forced me to sit down for THREE HOURS and look at dresses. I did not like any of them. So I said I would look another day. I went upstairs for a bit... she called me back downstairs. She had another website up... 56 pages full of dresses!!!!!! :O
I just stood in front of the fire and said I don't know what I want. Then she said "You know what Lauren, it seems like you don't want to go! I now REFUSE to pay any money towards your dress! I am not buying ANYTHING for you.. You don't respect how much I do! Your attitude stinks.." BLEH BLEH BLEHHHHHH!!! I sort of blanked and I can't remember what she said.. Then I got sent to my room..
But hey.. NO PROM!!! :D
I just stood in front of the fire and said I don't know what I want. Then she said "You know what Lauren, it seems like you don't want to go! I now REFUSE to pay any money towards your dress! I am not buying ANYTHING for you.. You don't respect how much I do! Your attitude stinks.." BLEH BLEH BLEHHHHHH!!! I sort of blanked and I can't remember what she said.. Then I got sent to my room..
But hey.. NO PROM!!! :D
I really don't get the appeal.. It is more of an American thing than an English thing anyway! You have to buy the dress, the shoes, bag, make-up, nails, hair, ticket, some form of transport... and for what? A few hours of a "party"? Not really my idea of fun! Pendulum are touring in my town on the day of our prom.. Now that is what I call fun! Pendulum! A bit of a mosh pit, some live music and some comfy converse or DrMartens... I am like a pig in mud! Ahahahaa! Seriously, I love concerts.. They are the best thing since sliced bread - and I must say... sliced bread is awesome! I would marry a loaf of Warburtons! Mmmmm.. Bread.... *day-dreams*
Anyway... Please, if you can think of any ways that prom can be fun, let me know!
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