Okay. Halloween!
A little African American boy came up to us on the night of Halloween, with fake teeth and black cloak and all, and what do you suppose he said screamed?
"I'M HALF CHRIS TUCKER HALF VAMPIYAHHH!"
It was so damn funny! I didn't know being African American alone was a costume dress-up. Like that then I can just walk around normal like that and say that I am Lucy Liu, or Karen Mok.
Not that I look like them, but because I am Chinese and they are Chinese therefore I am halfway to dressing up as them.
Okay I digressed.
Halloween night, I know there were people from college who dressed up and went trick-or-treating downtown, but I had to pass up on that because I was in Des Moines, spending my evening with a bunch of super adorable, yet super scarily hyperactive little kids.
Like, one of the activities we did was "mummy wrap", which was essentially us, "College Kids", wrapping them up in toilet paper so that they resemble a mummy (er d'oh?). This super mean 6-year-old dude hands damn itchy, he tore the toilet paper off a freshly-wrapped girl, and they actually started fighting. Punching each other, more like. Super scary, man.
Usually there' be 10 of us College Kids and 20+ of them, but on Halloween night it was super crazy, there were actually 40+ of them. If that night had been the first night that I went there, I'd most probably never want to go again.
(We go there every week and do activities with the kids, then end the night with snacks and story-telling.)
So I missed the events on the actual day, but it didn't matter, because the real fun was Saturday night, when Halloween Harris took place!
Harris parties are huge campus parties held every Saturday night at the Harris building, and the beer is college-sponsored, believe it or not. That is a huge thing considering the fact that legal drinking age here is 21, and you need proper ID to buy alcohol. Harris parties are usually very interestingly themed, like last week they had "Fetish" (needless to say, there were a lot of weirdly-dressed people), another week they had "80's Harris", and I think "Mary B James" is coming up soon, where everyone cross-dresses.
Anyway. That Saturday was obviously Halloween Harris, and that was where the fun was!
Before the Harris party a few of us attended this college musical, and by the time we got back it was pretty darn late, so we pretty much got our costumes done in less than half an hour.
My friend's roommate doesn't go to Harris parties (due to the drunkenness found in such parties and a pact with her boyfriend back in Los Angeles), but she was damn semangated when it came to helping us with our costumes! Like, she very enthusiastically smeared red dye all over me (to make me look dead and bloody) and at times she went, "Put some there, there! That's not enough, more!" I had to stop her, 'cause I looked pretty darn bloody already.
Okay la here you cannot really see properly, but I had red dye smeared all over my arms and legs. Oh and a hand print wrapped around my neck, to imply that I've been strangled to death.
Hahah we didn't have white paint, so my friend got baby powder from someone else for me to put on my face. By the end of the night most of the powder had fallen off.
You know what was damn funny? People were surprised that I actually owned this super-nerdy outfit. Like one girl asked, "Where did you get your shirt and dress?"
I very normally like that replied, "I had it all along."
And she went, O_O
(Fwuah, first time I use these Japanese face symbol things in my blog. Pretty useful also lah.)
(I went as a murdered school girl, if you hadn't already guessed.)
I didn't have my camera, so everything was taken off Facebook. I hate Facebook, but I can't do without it. How can ah?
Too bad my favorite photo of the night isn't uploaded. It was so super creepy, I felt my heart drop the first time I saw it. It was a group photo of us, but behind me was the weirdest, creepiest face with the weirdest, creepiest smile. I was like, why suddenly got face?!
Turned out to be one of my friends, with poor face make-up (trying to look like Joker, failed miserably), but this guy was super tall, so him and his weird crooked smile was looming over us.
Dunno la, I was just really creeped out to see suddenly got that thing behind me.
Aaaaanyway.
Don't be deceived by the tameness of that photo wei, our costumes were nothing, NOTHING compared to what other peoples'.
Two guys, each dressed as a slice of bread, was going around hugging people (making "people sandwiches", get it?), another person went as V from V for Vendetta (creepiest costume hands down), then there was a guy dressed as Sarah Palin, it was damn funny. There were a lot more creative ones, because I remember spending the night laughing at people's crazy costumes, but now I can't recall what they were.
For the most part, the international students tend to not go as wild as the Americans that night, but I suspect that is only because it was the first Halloween for most of us. Like, after I was done dressing up, I was worried about going out in my horrible make up, I thought I was over made-up. But my friend, who's from California and has done Halloween a gazillion times, was like, "THAT, is nothing. There are going to be people much more crazy than you!" I think next year should be damn exciting loh!
Okay so that was that. Halloween over.
Nothing exciting has happened since then.
Okay not quite true also, but I'm in my Lazy Mood (when am I ever not eh?), so I'll write about it next time.
I have so much to write about, but I have no time to write about the things I want to write about.
Okay, that should be the truth in theory.
I have French, Anthropology AND Calculus exams next week. In theory, I should be so busy that I skip meals and become a semi-permanent fixture in the library.
In practice, it is entirely different, of course.
Anyway, next time I'll tell you about how I made the best Malaysian dish ever and had everyone in school captivated by the sheer deliciousness of the dish.
Okay not completely true also.
Okay bye bye.
"I'M HALF CHRIS TUCKER HALF VAMPIYAHHH!"
It was so damn funny! I didn't know being African American alone was a costume dress-up. Like that then I can just walk around normal like that and say that I am Lucy Liu, or Karen Mok.
Not that I look like them, but because I am Chinese and they are Chinese therefore I am halfway to dressing up as them.
Okay I digressed.
Halloween night, I know there were people from college who dressed up and went trick-or-treating downtown, but I had to pass up on that because I was in Des Moines, spending my evening with a bunch of super adorable, yet super scarily hyperactive little kids.
Like, one of the activities we did was "mummy wrap", which was essentially us, "College Kids", wrapping them up in toilet paper so that they resemble a mummy (er d'oh?). This super mean 6-year-old dude hands damn itchy, he tore the toilet paper off a freshly-wrapped girl, and they actually started fighting. Punching each other, more like. Super scary, man.
Usually there' be 10 of us College Kids and 20+ of them, but on Halloween night it was super crazy, there were actually 40+ of them. If that night had been the first night that I went there, I'd most probably never want to go again.
(We go there every week and do activities with the kids, then end the night with snacks and story-telling.)
So I missed the events on the actual day, but it didn't matter, because the real fun was Saturday night, when Halloween Harris took place!
Harris parties are huge campus parties held every Saturday night at the Harris building, and the beer is college-sponsored, believe it or not. That is a huge thing considering the fact that legal drinking age here is 21, and you need proper ID to buy alcohol. Harris parties are usually very interestingly themed, like last week they had "Fetish" (needless to say, there were a lot of weirdly-dressed people), another week they had "80's Harris", and I think "Mary B James" is coming up soon, where everyone cross-dresses.
Anyway. That Saturday was obviously Halloween Harris, and that was where the fun was!
Before the Harris party a few of us attended this college musical, and by the time we got back it was pretty darn late, so we pretty much got our costumes done in less than half an hour.
My friend's roommate doesn't go to Harris parties (due to the drunkenness found in such parties and a pact with her boyfriend back in Los Angeles), but she was damn semangated when it came to helping us with our costumes! Like, she very enthusiastically smeared red dye all over me (to make me look dead and bloody) and at times she went, "Put some there, there! That's not enough, more!" I had to stop her, 'cause I looked pretty darn bloody already.
Okay la here you cannot really see properly, but I had red dye smeared all over my arms and legs. Oh and a hand print wrapped around my neck, to imply that I've been strangled to death.
Hahah we didn't have white paint, so my friend got baby powder from someone else for me to put on my face. By the end of the night most of the powder had fallen off.
You know what was damn funny? People were surprised that I actually owned this super-nerdy outfit. Like one girl asked, "Where did you get your shirt and dress?"
I very normally like that replied, "I had it all along."
And she went, O_O
(Fwuah, first time I use these Japanese face symbol things in my blog. Pretty useful also lah.)
(I went as a murdered school girl, if you hadn't already guessed.)
I didn't have my camera, so everything was taken off Facebook. I hate Facebook, but I can't do without it. How can ah?
Too bad my favorite photo of the night isn't uploaded. It was so super creepy, I felt my heart drop the first time I saw it. It was a group photo of us, but behind me was the weirdest, creepiest face with the weirdest, creepiest smile. I was like, why suddenly got face?!
Turned out to be one of my friends, with poor face make-up (trying to look like Joker, failed miserably), but this guy was super tall, so him and his weird crooked smile was looming over us.
Dunno la, I was just really creeped out to see suddenly got that thing behind me.
Aaaaanyway.
Don't be deceived by the tameness of that photo wei, our costumes were nothing, NOTHING compared to what other peoples'.
Two guys, each dressed as a slice of bread, was going around hugging people (making "people sandwiches", get it?), another person went as V from V for Vendetta (creepiest costume hands down), then there was a guy dressed as Sarah Palin, it was damn funny. There were a lot more creative ones, because I remember spending the night laughing at people's crazy costumes, but now I can't recall what they were.
For the most part, the international students tend to not go as wild as the Americans that night, but I suspect that is only because it was the first Halloween for most of us. Like, after I was done dressing up, I was worried about going out in my horrible make up, I thought I was over made-up. But my friend, who's from California and has done Halloween a gazillion times, was like, "THAT, is nothing. There are going to be people much more crazy than you!" I think next year should be damn exciting loh!
Okay so that was that. Halloween over.
Nothing exciting has happened since then.
Okay not quite true also, but I'm in my Lazy Mood (when am I ever not eh?), so I'll write about it next time.
I have so much to write about, but I have no time to write about the things I want to write about.
Okay, that should be the truth in theory.
I have French, Anthropology AND Calculus exams next week. In theory, I should be so busy that I skip meals and become a semi-permanent fixture in the library.
In practice, it is entirely different, of course.
Anyway, next time I'll tell you about how I made the best Malaysian dish ever and had everyone in school captivated by the sheer deliciousness of the dish.
Okay not completely true also.
Okay bye bye.
isthisme exuded garlic breath at 5:54 PM
