I wanna be a hero (55 of 90)

Haha, it was only a matter of time before I was back playing catch up. Here's Friday's post.

Halloween in April. I think so:

I went to a costume party tonight. Why? Because we could have one. No, it doesn't particularly make any sense, but it didn't need to. We just wanted to play dress up.

And I love that we can do that. That we feel comfortable enough around each other to dress up in entirely ridiculous costumes and enjoy our selves. Not the traditional halloween costumes either. You know, the ones where the girls are sluts and the guys are... man sluts. The fun ones. The ones from when you were little and Halloween wasn't about getting some. We were drag queens, super heroes, ass slappers and mortal combatants. We looked ridiculous. Even more so as the night wore on. But you know what, it was fun.

That's all that matters isn't it? That everyone has a good time. It's so easy to forget that nowadays. People are always trying to fit in, trying to be someone they aren't. We constantly have to push ourselves aside to be something for someone else. We're good students because we have to be. We're responsible because we need to be. By day we're prospective architects, journalists, teachers, and anthropologists. But tonight. Tonight we were just us. Just a group of kids trying to enjoy the little moments of free time we can find.

Tonight I ran around in underpants, leggings, boots, goggles and a cape. I was the super hero equipped with chocolate axe and a tendency to do something retarded. It was freeing. Yes, I should have been doing something else. Something productive. But I don't regret it. Not one bit. I had fun. I hope everyone else did too.

Quote of the Day:

"And it's true that I love you. And it's true true, that you're the only one. And it's true, I adore you. You make me feel alive."

- Black Eyed Peas (Alive)