A Peachy Halloween
My third costume quest went rather well. I’m going to be Princess Peach and I have some friends that will be other Nintendo characters: Mario, Luigi, Toad and maybe some more to be determined. Yesterday I found a long blonde “princess” style wig and I bought some long white gloves. I’m still looking for a pink shirt with pouffy sleeves. I highly doubt I’m going to any costume parties tonight, so I’m not to worried that my costume is incomplete. I figure, worst case scenario, I can be a fallen angel because I have my black wings and corset. I would really love to, but I haven’t heard anything and my usual party partner is out of town for the weekend. Q mentioned how he had been invited to three different parties and that made me feel lame.
After my costume shopping yesterday I spent the day with various homies. I felt so much better in the morning and when I saw my friends my spirits were lifted higher. Of course I would occasionally see something that reminded me of Q and I would be momentarily paralyzed trying not to cry or reveal my sadness. I also had my car looked at in hopes of getting it repaired. Since August I have been car less on and off for months at a time. First, it wasn’t holding water and then I had a new pump installed, yet the problem remained the same. It was fixed a second time and is running much better, but it has a sputter and makes some interesting noises. However, the mechanic that saw it said my problem is most likely inside my engine and that’s not his forte.
I ended my awesome day with an awesome night. Bad Boy Bill came to town and we all went dancing! I had seen him before, but in a different city. The whole gang went and some friends I haven’t seen much of recently drove me up there. Q was there of course. It was his mini-pre-party. He looked so good and he was acting nice, so it was very hard for me. I had a few beers, so that helped ease my mind and it made it less difficult to see Q dancing with different girls. One of my friends could tell and I still have feelings for Q and I was surprised he helped me get my mind off of things and assured me to hang in there. He and I have never had any sort of dimensional conversation, so that’s always a nice feeling to find a friend you didn’t expect to. We all had an awesome time though and danced our butts off. I bought these super cute, yet killer heels. They are sparkly silver and have black lace over them and a little patent leather black bow. I was dancing fine for the first hour and then at one point my left ankle buckled and bent the wrong way. After that it was impossible for that ankle to support me. Q thought I was too drunk, but Justin helped me out and took my shoes from me. Once I was barefoot I was fine to dance again. My ankle still hurts this morning and my feet are pitch black, but oh well. Q was at the after party and before he left he gave me a sweet hug. I think I was the only one he hugged. I think I may have said something kinda drunk and kinda “I like you”, but I’m not a hundred percent sure. I just know that I kept wanting to hold him last night and when I got home and went to bed I wanted to kiss him good night and cuddle.
I don’t know what my plans are for today. Derrick is coming back and we will watch “Fantastic Planet.” I guess it’s animated and that’s about all I know. I’m hoping to see Q later. Yesterday, he stopped by unexpectedly and then he also texted me to help him dye his hair. All this after he told me I call him too much. I’ve just been taking it in strife. I just need to watch myself, because at this point I would, sadly, do almost anything for him and I can’t give him that special treatment. He said so himself. It’s just hard to get past that, but I need to learn. Time for breakfast and time for me to stop thinking about Q.