A couple of days after writing that post, I stained the costume with spray paint,  splattered it with fake blood, destroyed it, and took Helga’s advice by showing SOME skin.

(Helga’s advice: LOL PLZ SLUTTIFY THE SNOW WHITE GOWN KTHX SHOW SOME TIFF TITS OR TIFF LEGS)

My Halloween night was pretty awesome. On Halloween Eve, I did goto a club, and during my time there, it reconfirmed why I hated clubs so much (future post). But the club wasn’t that shitty! I ended up unintentionally scaring a lot of broads at the club. I’d be dancing with my friends, and out of no where, I’d hear screams coming from next to me, only to find out that they were screaming because of me.

Being at the club = boring

but…scaring people at da club = win

Since the club kind of blows, we went to back to a friend’s house and played beer pong, and lots of it, until 5 A.M. It was actually my first time playing that game (I normally don’t drink)…and I think it was my first time getting drunk too.

This might be a stupid question, but…how do you know when you’re drunk?

Everything seemed a little shaky, so I did bump into a few things.  I was 100% aware of what I was doing, but my judgment might have been tweaked a little…hahaha.

I’d like to say I was really, really buzzed and borderline drunk, but I think I’m in denial.

On Halloween night, I went to a house party with a different group of friends, and it was way better and way funner than the the previous night. I didn’t drink at all either, so I do prefer sobriety over drunk…ness, any day.