Let's Chat, Talk, Converse, Natter and Debate

So?

Hello, Bonjour, Hallo, Konnichiwa.

Good morning bloggers, internet viewers and anyone who can be bother to read this readers.

I haven't long woken up so i'll apologize now for any spellings or bad punctuation. Well, what shall i chat about this morning? I know, i shall converse with you all about prom.

Right, it's prom in July and i ordered a prom dress from this gorgeous shop. But then i changed my mind and wanted this other dress. So, i got them to order that one in instead.

But sadly, i really don't feel comfortable in it. It doesn't sit right on my body and it feels like its too big in places. So, i'm going to make my boyfriend go in and get the 80 pounds we've paid towards the dress so far.

I'm too scared to because i'm a wimp.

Well thats a total lie, i'm scared because i might end up telling them to 'fuck off' if they don't give me my money back.

They're very nice people though, and the shop is stunning, but I feel a little pressured by them the minute I walk into the shop. Kind of like I need to buy something from them, you know?

As I'm typing this, my boyfriend is looking eagerly over my shoulder. 'Everyone Wave'...

'Waves'

He just threw me the 'look'. The look which i know means 'you're a freak'.

Anyway, back to before...

So yes, I best get my money back- or i'm totally screwed. The closer prom becomes, the less excited i get. And it's bad, but I just can't help feeling this way.

I suppose I just got a little caught up in getting a puffy-like dress. All my friends are going to look beautiful in theirs, but i just don't really fancy getting one anymore.

And that concludes this little chapter for this morning.

So?

Good-bye, Au Revoir,Tschuss,Sayonara.