Sta.sh
Fear
Hey everyone!
Sorry I haven't been posting much art lately, but, y'know, real life and stuff happened (but by this Thursday, I should hopefully be able to link you all to some music to prove I haven't died).
Okay, so this is actually one of the busiest times of the year for me, due to something called the "JROTC Dinning Out," or "Military Ball". Basically, the dudes wear their shmancy uniforms (that they only ever get to wear a maximum amount of three times every year), the girls doll themselves up in evening and, well, BALL gowns, and we sit through a ceremonial/official/sometimes-a-bit-boring formal dinner. Fun, right? (there's actually a HUGE dance party at the end, which is okay. If you can dance.)
So, for basically EVERY year, I've gotten my dress about 2 weeks before the actual event? But not this year! Me and my mom got a head-start and made a down-payment on a dress- a really pretty dress, too, and something a look good in, according to everyone else. But the day we made the first payment, my mom made a comment: she said it was a Cinderella dress.
So for the longest time, it stays a joke that only circulates among the people that have seen me in the dress in person (i.e.: my immediate family). eventually, the joke dies down on that front, but JUST A DAY BEFORE THE BALL, my sister breaks the no-showing-Leeseetsa's-dress-to-anyone-before-the-event rule and shows a video she took of me to another female attendee. And then I make maters worse for myself and bring up the whole "Cinderella" bit. Now I'm going to have a small herd of ladies following me around chanting "Cinderellie~" in sing-song voices.
If that's not ironic enough, guess what decides to wake me up at 3:30 AM: a mouse, crawling over my hand.
Okay, so I'm one of those anime-sleepers who sleeps on their side with their arm drawn up like they're blocking themselves from a dream attack, so the fact that the mouse is on my hand means that the little bugger's been on my head for who knows how long. I end up flinging him off and scaring the poor lil' guy back into the wall. Freaked me the heck out.
Cinderella dress... Cinderella chorus... Cinderella mouse? Coincidence? I THINK NOT!
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