Anyway, I went prom dress shopping with my cousin Jasmine! Yay.
She goes to Howard, so she was able to spend the night. I went to Pentagon City and saw this purty purple dress and we tried it on. It was my first choice, but it was $160. We had it on hold. Then we went to Victoria’s Secret because I needed to find out my bra size. I have been wearing 36B for the longest and it was starting to hurt. The cups would pull up and I have scars and scratches on me from how tight it was. I figured that maybe I was finally a 36C or like double B or something. As it turns out, I am a 38D. Woop, woop. I was WAAAAAY off the mark. It also explains why it’s been so painful. Right now, I have one bra to wear. My mom is mad at me, so I’m only going to have one bra for a looong time. She doesn’t believe I’m a 38D either. ANYWAYS. I needed a pair of jeans too. I currently have four pair of pants that fit.

The anger is coming from the fact my mother misunderstood me or I worded it wrong that I only had $40 dollars to spend on a prom dress. I had used my money on getting: a bra that fits ($45), two jeans ($38), Target deserves its own category ($20) and food. I had $120. Obviously, majority of the money was spent on FUCKING FOOD. Plus, it’s not like I bought stuff that’s not important. I need CLOTHES. Hmm, maybe that’s why I’m fat. Eeh. So, she’s mad I asked for $40 to finish buying the dress. The Hispanic lady at JcPenny’s didn’t know what the hell layaway was because I asked her if they had it and she said it only lasted for 24 hours. I wish cell phones recorded conversations because I’m getting sick of being bitched at because my mom wants to be right.

I’m not talking about it right now.
I need a prom ticket. I need a job.

May 14th is the last day of school.
So I have like, three weeks of school left. Yay. ^^