That was cute 10 years ago.

I love when eighth and seventh grade girls think it's so adorable to dress the same way to school. I mock them.

I'm happy with my Halloween evening.
I was a glorious witch.

I find the universe laughing at me at the stake dances though. Where I spent the better half in the bathroom. Once with my favorite human beings, and again with Haley Rizzo. She's a Smurf who is obsessed with her hair.

Then I dance once with a tall boy. Someone I definitely didn't expect to be there. I think I can get over him now.

I win at the line dance. I'm sure I invented it three years ago.

I waltz with my girlies, and I'm the boy. Yes, I can lead thank you very much.

Evan comes, and makes me laugh. I show him my epic arm dance, and he likes.

My mother comes all too soon, and when I scurry back inside to find my Olivia, I am reminded of why a certain redhead hangs out with me. I should just avoid them. They never work.

Olivia gets fussy, and I go home. I pour my heart out (sort of) to my mother of my dissatisfaction with the evening, and go to bed.

The end.