I hate shopping.

There is nothing I hate more than shopping for stupid clothes.

In the past week I have driven past the mall about 8 times...

Why you may ask?

Well I have a banquet on Sunday and I am supposed to be dressed proper...

The whole process of trying on clothes.
Going into the dressing room.
Fitting into the clothes.
Looking in the mirror at myself.

I get completely disgusted at what I see.

It's been like that since 6th grade.
So  nearly forever.

I have cut myself down in front of a mirror

And it's kind of hard to take all of the words back.

So, Looking in the mirror now,
It's kind of a laugh.

I've never been good at shopping...