Right? 10:45 PM counts. I honestly haven’t been aware of what day it is for the past few weeks. Homecoming (GO POKES) was crazy. And then there is Iba Hall’s haunted house….
I spent the night covered in fake blood, laying in the basement floor screaming at the top of my lungs. I felt like I was a stand in for Carrie. My mother would be proud.
I also have been up since 5:00 AM, and breathed in way too much from the fog machine.
My insides hurt. It was a productive day.
Wish my mom happy birthday on wednesday; Happy Halloween!