Halloween was a little "Ehh" this year, which is TOTAL SUCK, as I put a lot of effort into
my costume this year, and was SUPER EXCITED. However, I managed to catch sick at Tokyo Disney in the miserable rain. I've never been sick for Halloween before, and I did not intend on starting NOW. So I ignored the hell out of my protesting body, and set out for Nagoya ANYWAY.
I have to say- while terribly impractical, hoopskirts are an absolute kick to walk around in. They're so light and a have a little bit of bounce- it's nice. Makes me feel like one of the flower dancers from Fantasia...
I was traveling light- sweatpants and a t-shirt in my bag, my wallet, cellphone, and Zune. So I didn't really have anything to do on the 2 hour ride up, so I pulled out
my cards and started shuffling, much to the delight of some of the schoolgirls on the train. Then I accidentally sprayed myself in the face with half the deck. I laughed, they laughed- it was all good.
Another thing about hoopskirts. If you wear one, no-one.... NO ONE will sit next to you on the train. It was actually kind of funny to see people head towards me, then sharply veer away when they saw what I was wearing. Also: I understand why they never caught on as a fashion in Japan. There's simply not ROOM for them. I probably should have seen this coming, but I spent most of the evening being either trapped for not being able to squeeze past others, or worrying about knocking shit over. Which was... less than fun.
So I arrive in Sakae, and I'm headed towards the party when I run into another headed that way, who's already well on his way to being drunk, and somehow manages to make me feel completely unimportant while doing nothing in particular. WTF. I have no words to describe. It was just weird and undesirable.
We make it to the party, and I find myself a seat where my skirt will hopefully be out of the way. The trouble, of course, being that I myself am then out of the way. And this seat is... not near anyone who wants to talk to me. It's across the table from Jude, but that's it, and Jude is free to wander. Sooooo that was fun. Eventually I had two or so drinks, and decided "Fuck it" I'm moving around ANYWAY, which was awkward.
Most of the photos of me from that night look a bit... off. I am usually alllllll about the camera, but my smile seems very... strange in all the photos. I'm chalking it up to being ill.
Eventually, it came time for the costume contest. Last year, I didn't even get nominated, which was sad making, as again: Effort. But also: Obscure character. This year, I thought: Even people who don't know American McGee's Alice, still know ALICE, so I should at least get to stand up and have people clap.
But. No.
This year, there was no voting by applause. Which... sort of pissed everyone off. No-one I talked to liked the results. 3rd place was a store bought ninja costume, second place was Matt as Yama-Chan, which everyone was ok with, but first place was taken by Hanako, who's costume was.... painting herself white.
Both Hanako and our store bought Ninja aren't even JETs, they're Japanese friends of someone else. And hey. I love Hanako as much as the next person, but her costume wasn't even identifiable as... something. Was she supposed to be a skeleton? A ghost? A demon? What the hell was she supposed to be, other than "white"? According to everyone I talked to, Raven, who dressed up as Chun Lee, or the Sweeney Todd/Mrs. Lovett couple, or even yours truely should have placed, duther than Hanako or the stupid Ninja. But no. No voting. No recognition. Just... it sucked. At the time, I was drunk, and didn't feel like getting in to it, because I REALIZED I was drunk, and that I WOULD have started shit if I had tried to talk about it. But. Ugh. Thanks, guys. Thanks.
Shortly after that, the party broke up, and I was already long past last train, I chilled with the others at "The Absolute Halloween" party, that was happening at 3 seperate clubs. All of which was entirely underwhelming. In the end, I felt like crap because I was sick, and I couldn't do anything in my skirt, so I told the others I was headed out. Raven said she was going to cut out too, and ended up offering me a place to stay the night, as she lived in the city, and I payed our cab fair to her place.
When we arrived, as we were walking to the building, a man unzipped his pants and tried to start jerking off at us. However, he saw us seeing HIM, so kept it in his pants, and stroked himself OVER his pants. Because. Y'know. That's TOTALLY less noticeable. He also got out his cellphone and took video or pictures. THANKS, Japan, for that.
Raven's apartment is... AMAZING. It's smaller than mine, but I want it. I. WANT. IT. It has loft. It has everything I have ever wanted in an apartment. I am NOT EVEN JOKING. I took video of it for myself, just so I can be reminded- that somewhere out there, there is MY DREAM APARTMENT. IN EXISTENCE. FOR REALZ.
We changed out of our costumes and she put out a futon for me, and we chatted over how... entirely unsatisfactory this halloween had been, before passing the hell out.
The next morning, I felt like death, from (a) my first ever hangover, and (b) my body finally saying "Fuck you, I AM sick, now die."
Needless to say the train home sucked.
I took Monday off work, because I only had one class, and then, when I woke up this morning, I realized I had the day off for a Japanese holiday, so went back to bed. So now I'm feeling a little better, but still "bleh."
Anyway. Next year, halloween? Please try for less "suck". Thanks -_-