I have resolved to stop talking in third person because it's getting old.
Since the last monster post was Quail's, I guess it's my turn.
Most exciting things this week were Wondercup and, of course, Halloween.
Wondercup was ok.
Now, on to Halloween.
So some might say that high schoolers shouldn't trick-or-treat because we're getting the candy young children deserve. Well, answer me this. How many young children have to write college applications? We teens are the ones who ought to have a night of pure sugar-crashing just to restore our sanity.
As senior citizens, we tried to do something memorable.
I think we succeeded.
I came out of the crossdressing experience realizing how comfortable guys' clothing is. The shorts don't adhere to one's thighs and one does not need to spend 50% of her life pulling her shirt down because--guess what?!--it already hangs past her knees. But at the same time, the headband was making my hair poof up and restricting blood flow to my brain. I hope that didn't adversely affect the econ test I took that day.
On another note, is this cat not the freakiest thing you have ever seen?
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