Halloween

I'm going to do this, against my better judgement. If you don't like it, burn Otal at stake. He knows I'm impulsive. It's his fault.

I dressed up as Odin, with two ravens (well, crows, but still. Close enough. ) on a wide brimmed black hat, soft skin boots, black cotton hats, a grey beard, grey hair.. ah, forget it. You had to be there. Laura and Karina's parents were uncomfortable with the idea of a group of eight teenagers terrorizing the neighborhood, so I split up with them, and trick or treated with Matthew and Shinjini. I claimed that Lea should be kicked out of the group, because she was mean. Laura said yes, but she hadn't brought along two friends. I got home and my mom was upset because my Physics teacher had told her I wasn't really working. I can't argue. I wasn't, until a few days ago. Which reminds me. I had crew today, the last class. It was sad. I actually like crew, because you can feel your muscles working, you can feel how much force you're putting into the water, but I don't die when I do it. I'd love to do it as a sport, except that endurance running is used as practice, and I can't do it. I can do suicides, but I can't just run straight. I think it's because whenever I notice that I'm running, I notice I'm breathing, and when that happens, I don't remember how to breath and I just gasp and hyperventilate and suffocate and DIE. For the record, I still cannot run two miles. I don't even think I can run one mile. Anyway, in crew I was picked as the leader, so I got to set the pace. Which, incidentally, got faster and faster as I sped up to keep up with the other leader (for the other side of the boat) and then she sped up to keep up with me. I think I was using my weight a little too much, because my back hurt, but that's something I can work on, and at least I didn't act like it hurt. There were still people getting squished under their oars, but except for a couple of times when I missed the water entirely and messed up the rhythm. Which I told my mother when I got home. I carved a pumpking like a spiderweb, barely finishing it before Mattthew walked in the door, Shinjini a few minutes after. Matthew was dressed as a Klingon, but better than I had ever managed. I have pictures of me and Matthew, but I'm not sure if Shinjini was in them. She looked good, though. She was Erik, the Phantom of the Opera. So as not to impinge on the other groups trick or treating territory, we headed towards town, taking a couple of detours and eventually ending up somewhere completely different, though I have now idea how. Then we went and stopped by Matthew's house. My staff was almost exactly at Matthew's eye level, and he suffered for this. A number of times. And my ravens kept poking people in the eyes. On the way, I burst into song for Matthew, because he was being a Klingon and he wasn't singing the anthem. I thought this should be remedied, and at least someone should sing it, so I did. And then Shinjini made me stop. And then my bag broke, and I had to use Danielle's spare. Both Matthew and Shinjini were giving me almost all their candy, so I made out very well indeed. The eyepatch along with the hair, the hat and the beard, made me almost blind. Shinjini could barely see, because she was wearing half a mask, which did not, incidentally, actually line up with her eyes. Matthew couldn't see that well either. It was really rather sad. I ended up using my staff as a cane when I was going down stairs, tapping the ground to see how I should move.

We stopped at Matthew's house for a while, and we all had some water. Because we were all thirsty. And I think there was something in the water, because on the way back we spent our time skipping down the road singing "Music of the Night" in a happy way. And then we just sang all of the songs together. It was awesome. It's nice to have someone to sing with. Makes it seem a little less like you're singing the same songs over and over again. It was while I was doing this that my second bag broke. Gathering up most of my fallen candy, I stuffed it in my hat and clutched it tight to my chest for theh rest of the time until I got home, dripping a candy or two once in a while, but managing to keep the majority. By the time we were back, and singing the big block of songs from "Insolent boy, this slave of fashion" to "Come. The fools who run my opera house will be missing you." when I remembered that Shinjini had brought me the present she hadn't been able to give me because she couldn't come to my birthday party. Upon opening it, I found that it was a quill, a leather notebook, and ink. I squealed and jumped and shrieked my thanks, and hugged Shinjini, and then she hit me. Matthew pretended to be a cowboy by leaning on nothing for a while. Sadly, it was time for Shinjini to go, no matter how much I begged my seventh grade teacher who had driven her to my house and is officially one of the nicest people in the world. We have decided, however, that we shall meet again two Saturdays from now. I missed her within seconds after she left. After all, I hadn't seen her for four months. I didn't realize until then how much I had missed her. She really is a nice person, and I had honestly missed the way she smelled. Possibly because I associate it with staying up all night gossiping in her attic room.

Then Matthew and I worked on finishing goldenrodding "Boulevard of Broken Dreams". We didn't get very far, though, because his dad came up and made him leave. Then Laura, Karina, Michaela, and *growls* Lea came up to sort and trade candy. I wanted to talk out our differences with Lea, but the other people thought that this would cause an unnecessary disturbance, so I didn't. I have way too much candy. It has occured to me that

a) There's no way I'll be able to eat all this.

If I did, I'd gain about ten pounds

So I'm giving a lot to Sophie for her birthday, along with a hand drawn card. Her birthday is on (note to self) November 14. Which, incidentally, we get off of school for no apparant reason.

Oh, and the headmaster of my school ambushed me and talked about how hard my life must be. Does he think that that HELPS? And he offered to play a game of chess with me. I politely said that I'd love to talk to him. With crossed fingers.

There are mistakes, and it quite probably makes no sense as I wrote it at midnight on a sugar high. I didn't bother to edit it.

My costume came out wonderfully (in my opinion) and I'll have a picture of it up in a couple of days. Just about everyone who saw it liked it. That was probably because I managed to get my sword on campus and wasn't given a hard time. There was a small Halloween party at school, and I ended helping out several different clubs for fun (some of which gave me free stuff). Sadly, my girlfriend didn't want to go trick-or-treating, so afterwards I just went to her house and hung out. My younger brother gave me some candy for helping him move some stuff in his room.

Mirithorn, I wish people would offer to play chess with me. I love that game, and if I actually played it often, would be awsome at it. Sound like you had a fun time overall.

edit: I didn't even get third place in the costume contest though, which I thought was total bull. Anyone could see that only the person who got first place actually put some work into her costume (besides myself). I suppose I was at a slight disadvantage because I wasn't friends with all of the judges (which the people who came in first, second, and third all were). I'm just glad some little kid didn't get a prize for being a cute kid, then I would have really gotten pissed off.

This post has been edited by Zatoichi: 03 November 2005 - 12:04 PM