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so, at school, my costume was a witch-in-training on crack. yeah. i even ******** up my hair too. it's okay, though. it always ends up all straight and boring just by running my fingers through it.... i know it's a retarded costume. i just made it up. either that or i was going to be paperbag girl (paperbag over head). lol. i had like a black & white top with that black & white skirt of mine. and i wore a black&orange witch hat. and long black socks. and my converse. yay converse. i also wore a black&orange bandana. wtf. i'm still wearing it. no wonder why it's so hot lol. because i'm on crack, i'm a delinquent. and because i'm a delinquent, i supposedly broke my broom, wand, and i burned my spell book. because i broke those things, i'm not a real witch. because i'm not a real witch, i must be trained to actually be one. and yeah, the skirt(a schoolgirl one) represented my little school uniform. yay. and the bandana... well, it just matched. so, yeah.

everyone else in our teeny tiny little group dressed up too. it was an interesting sight. but dominique and trevor stood out a lot. dominique was raggedy anne. it was the first time i've ever seen here wear something open at the bottom. and trevor was marilyn manson. his sister did a good job with the make up. although, he didn't look so nice when he just looks at you like stare . zahir was link. a fat one *cough*. dominique and i asked where his zelda was (hehe) and he pointed at me and he was like "YOU'RE MY ZELDA !" douche bag.. but yeah, everyone had amazing costumes.

just cause i dressed up doesn't mean i'm going trick-or-treating. this day is better than getting candy. i still have that project anyways.

oh yeah. the project. my laptop froze so i couldn't do anything with it. meaning it was delayed in class. thankfully i have an extra day to finish it...

i like this day. better than any other day of the year.

i'm having that feeling again. it's like a burning feeling inside, probably from excitement, but it's not excitement. it's a sadistic feeling. it's like a cold fire burning in your chest. it hurts when it burns. it hurts enough to make your eyes burn. my eyes are burning. my cheeks are wet. and my heavy eye liner is smearing down my face now...

november is comining soon.