dammit
2006-10-23 | 8:18 p.m.

Round about this time last year, I was all depressed because I really wanted to go out and celebrate Halloween, preferably at the Thomson House Halloween party, but no one I knew was going, and there was no one here I was close enough to to drag along with me.

Flash forward. This year, I had plans to go. With someone.

I first planned to get the tickets on Monday when I went to the committee thingy. But, I forgot. So I decided to swing by on my way home on Friday. But then some unexpected things came up, and I ended up not leaving school until 6 ... the office at Thomson House closes at 5.

By this time, I knew that the tickets were running out. I was worried, so I decided I'd slip out sometime early today to get a pair. Then I got roped into a bunch of meetings at lunch. Okay, I thought. Class is done at 3. I can still make it.

Nope.

When I got there, they were sold out.

I was really looking forward to it.

It's a silly thing to get upset over, I know. But I love Halloween, and I really wanted to celebrate, especially since I didn't get the chance last year. I had a costume and everything.

The thing is, I don't much care for nightclubs. And Marc is not at all interested in heading out to one just for the sake of going somewhere for Halloween.

So he's proposed a private party at my place. We still get to wear costumes and listen to music - our choice of music, not the crap you normally hear at clubs - and drink more than we ought to.

It will definitely be fun. Maybe even more fun than we would have had going out. I mean, I am a little crowd-phobic. And he wouldn't have known a soul there except me.

And it will most certainly be more fun than I had last year.

But I'm still disappointed. And I'm still pissed off at myself.

Dammit!

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