Halloween....

was a bust. I royally messed up this year. I even had a decent costuem together too. But I am okay with it; after talking to my mom(who seemed more bummed than me) on my 3 hour drive from the boathouse to my appartment(longest yet!) and then to John, I am okay. I was having my emo-drive-of-halloween-shame from Irvine(don't even ask), with an emo blog all ready written and edited in my mind fresh and ready for the typing. But I am okay now. Somehow, when I should be super bummed, others sometimes take the bumming for me. I mean honestly, my mom was way more upset than I was about me driving in my car with my costume on for 3.5 hours for no reason thatn I was. I got some good pictures, which I will post later, and I looked awesome. It's too bad that I was only able to share it with my rather un-festive roommate; but that's okay. Consoling thoughs over my misadventures seems to make me more cheery, seeing as how I have to be the one to put a positive spin on things. I like it that way though, it's good practice for me. :)