my costume: soccer bitch

i dressed up for halloween at work today. my current department isn't full of the holiday spirit but my old department is. so that's why i was the only one dressed up in my current department and went over to my old department's halloween party. it was at lunch and outdoors. my costume fit the outdoors. i wanted something perverse. i wanted something no one would expect. i dressed as a soccer player. now, for most people this is not striking at all. this wouldn't even be a costume. but for me, it's vastly different from my everyday look. if i was just anyone walking down the street, you wouldn't've realized i was dressed up for halloween. in fact, i bet most people thought i had a soccer game to go to! but for people that know me, it was quite shocking. the funny thing is that the only thing i really had to buy was socks! i had the shorts and the shirt. i needed new athletic shoes so i was going to buy something anyway and of course it was going to be black. i just happened to pick ones with white stripes, much like soccer shoes so that it would work for my costume. then to be in line with looking different from my usual look, i put my hair in pigtails (tied with skull shoelaces though) and wore lighter makeup. true, i did buy some lighter makeup not like i usually wear. i don't know why i bought the eyeshadow. i really don't feel like i'll be wearing that again. so maybe i also only bought that for my costume. i'm gonna have to try to integrate this makeup into my look somehow, hahahaha.

at the staff halloween party, the there was a lady wearing roller skates. she said they hurt her feet so she took them off for awhile. i asked if i could try them out, even though they were a size too small for me. i loved roller skating as a kid and i've been itching to try it again as an adult. i made my feet fit into those damn skates! it hurt but i was able to skate. the first few moment were awkward but then it became much easier. if i had on a decent pair that fit, i don't think it would take me very long to get back into the groove. it's quite exciting.

then in the evening was a real downer. i was getting ready to go to olive's place when my neighbors upstairs started making a ruckus. they've had the police come over for domestic violence before so i kept my ears perked. i didn't hear any yelling, just like shit was being moved around. then i heard what sounded like glass breaking. somehow i was really overcome with emotion even though i didn't grow up in a domestic violence environment, i felt like i was a child cowering in a corner. once i heard the guy upstairs yell to the woman something like, "go ahead, call the police", i said alright, i will. so i did. i had to look up the police's number and then go through the maze but i started to give the details on the situation, of what little i knew. then they started to take down my details and i really didn't want to, for fear of retaliation, but then just at that moment, the police on the line told me that the woman upstairs was actually calling in the domestic violence situation so i didn't need to leave my information with the police afterall. i was relieved that i didn't have to do that. i was relieved that the woman got the balls to call the police and that she was able to. i was glad that i interpreted the situation correctly and didn't call the police on something frivolous. then i went over to olive's house and really just needed to be held. sad night.