i had this totally sweet cowboy costume (GRAND OL GOLDMINING PROSPECTOR WHISKERS INCLUDED,
MOUSTACHE RIDES FOR EVERYONE!!) that all of my TRUE FRIENDS loved but then my terrible tacky ones somehow convinced me at the last minute to change it to a banal asinine 'sexy cowgirl' costume that would seduce the swedish international student (he's
not even that cute guys but he speaks french and german like my pants are on fire it's that good). and then
some how by the end of the night i had switched costumes with another girl and i was in an anime-ish cat maid café outfit. --THE HELL
and that wasn't even halloween, because last night i distinctly remember putting on my nicest black tights and dancin shoes and hopping around hollywood, driven by my friend's boyfriend who is very nice and sweet and tolerant of exciteable young desmoiselles. and when we got to some club, he spirited us quickly in past the ID-check thing because i was a dumbass who forgot my ID and also i am the luckiest girl ever sometimes. +10 LUCK AND SPIRIT POINTS
however once we got there i remembered that i hate clubbing because all i ever want to do is dance like a dork and hop up and down to the good more eurotrashy pop songs that are, like, westlife remixes, and that is not at all what most others want to do at clubs, which is why a few dudes got a masterful ELBOW IN FACE TECHNIQUE (perfect execution, fyi) when they tried to turn this beautifully innocent, pure, one-man-mosh-pit type of dancing into sex with clothes on. most hilarious is that all the dudes were asian, like when did my people ever find the courage to do that in between all the studying for engineering major reqs??
but anyway i got tired of that and went outside and my phone rang and it was koizumi who is the sweetest most nicest boy i have ever met, but this is probably because he is 23 and totally grown-up and nice and super japanese, and fascinated by my love for france. and also his dad has a job filming concerts in tokyo and that is just so awesome goddamn. so we talked about JUSTICE and daft punk remixes for a while in broken korean-japanglish and i decided he is my first non-pasty hipster white boy crush (but probably the cupcake shop dude turned me off them FOREVER so thanks a lot, douche). but then he said he is moving back to japan by december, and then i decided i will never love again and become a nun, like seriously eff this
the end
but it is really super unfortunate how my creepy love for older men especially prevalent in celebrity/actor/musician crushes is SLOWLY BUT SURELY SLIPPING INTO MY DAY-TO-DAY LIFE
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