Random Shit In My Life

EY SHOPPING SHIT

Shopping.

Me: Ooh this is a nice dress *turns it around*

Dress: *has an opening larger than the Mariana Trench* 

Me: ...Scratch that

Mom: *showing me a piece* But you have to buy it from your own money

Me: Okay, how much?

Mom: *says an actually reasonable price but I'm an irl Switzerland when it comes to money* 

Me: I think it's prettier on the hanger.

Me: *sees shoes* Ooh- Wait, they're perfect, the price is good, there has to be something wrong. 

Size: 35.

Me: And there it is, freaking Tinkerbell's size.

I then end up complaining to mom the entire ride back. Yeah, no regrets.