So, eighth grade has a formal dance. Yes, I know, sounds exciting. Anyways, the formal is... nerve-wracking. Idk who to go with, if I even do go with someone, and I'm an awkward bean, so... yeah. I'd never actually gather the courage to ask anyone anyways, so, I'd have to be asked. Is that gonna happen...? Doubt it, but, we'll see.
As you may have gathered, I do enjoy finding the formality in things. Just... I'm so friggin nervous, because my dad says i should consider wearing a dress, and then I agreed like an idiot, so now I have to go dress shopping because my trash-self doesn't own any. I suppose I could... hmm... maybe I could go in my friday apparel. Yes, that certainly is an option, but, I am in search of a vest at the moment, so that's something to buy either way.
Frick.
•Nervous? Check
•Not prepared? Most Definitely
•Awkward? Must I Even Ask?
•Fight or flight reflexes kickin in? Oh, yes.
•Am I ready for this shit? Oh, hell no.
Frickin... help
