Bandquet

Yes, bandquet. Band banquet!! Genius, right? Az came up with it.
Yeah, so, I got a dress!! I normally wouldnt talk about clothes, but...I don't really know what else to talk about, so I'll just tell you the brief history of bandquet and me.
So, I went to Ross and got a dress, but I didn't quite think that was formal enough, and i guess my mom could tell, because yesterday she went, oh, you want to go to a different Ross? And so we did, and now I have several dresses. Good for me. I would feel regretful getting so many clothes at once...but then I think of the fifteen years I've lived without ever requesting to get any clothes--my mom always had to force me. Also, all the girls who go on shopping sprees each month...ugh...yeah, so I feel no guilt right now.

If you want to put me in a really awkward situation, put me in a clothes store. To make it even more awkward, put it in a store where the customers really like trying on the clothes (aka, dresses) or a lingerie store. To make me get really frustrated, make me go with my mom. I will get very annoyed. Seriously...and that isn't really a good thing, since then I end up rejecting every item of clothing I see, just so I can leave sooner...so, that's basically what happened the first time I went to Ross. We actually went to Marshall's right after that, and yeah, I rejected everything. The second time I was fine. Except...does you mom still try to go in the changing stalls with you?? That really bugs me...ugh...dont worry, I have perfected the art of kicking my mom out. Yes.

Hmmm...so, I'll be a girl and describe the dress. It's black and red. Woohoo, school colors!! M'kay.

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Oh, that has gotten me started on emptying out my closet. I still have stuff in there from elementary school. Obviously, they don't fit anymore, and I would kill myself before wearing them anywhere (ooh, you're so cute, pink fluffy dresses with humongous roses!!), so I don't know why I still have them...

Yeah, I don't care if you hate me for writing such random things, but that's really the point of this blog (hence the name "random rants"), so I'm going to clean out my closet, the random things in my desk, my sketch stockpile, my iPad memory...oh, sheet music. Though I want to keep them...maybe I'll just scan everything then recycle them...

Ok, bye