Halloweenie

I've heard it said that, "Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it." (Mean Girls quote, in case you live on another planet and didn't pick up on that already.)  You'd think that attending an LDS school would limit the slutiness around Halloween, but noooo, no no no, certainly not.  This is the time of year that it's okay to dress like a common whore and get away with it.  


I went to a ward Halloween party where our bishop was hosting it and girls came in wearing tights with underwear over them, a corset, and a cape to pass off as "slutty superman" or something like that.  It was utterly appalling. Or maybe I'm just the girl who lacks the balls to wear such a thing to a ward function....haha, yeah right.  Totes inapro-pro (Thank you to my younger brother for sharing that phrase with me.  I love it and hate it.  Totes)

I realize that most of you come onto the blog just to read and lurk, but I'm really curious.  What was the most awful costume you saw last night, whether it be immodest, weird, poorly done, or scary?  
I stopped by the party on campus at the Hart because there was NOTHING else going on in town.  Seriously, Rexburg, what gives?  I know there was a boatload of dance parties last weekend, but what about Halloween night?  Last year it was on a school night as well, yet the town was hoppin!  What's the deal? Anyway, back to the Hart.  It was alright.  We had fun dancing up on each other, freaking out the Molly Mormon girls dancing near us.  If we aren't going to dress like sluts, we're at least going to dance like them.  

The night wasn't a total waste.  My roommates and I flirted with some random dudes who invited us into their apartment.  We watched a scary movie with some other guys.  It was fun!  I love Halloween.
But now that it's November...is it too early to hang mistletoe?

p.s. Does anyone know how to fix the text on this post?  Sometimes My posts randomly get highlighted in white and I don't know how to undo it.

This vs That

This blog is way public.  In fact, I sometimes go on Twitter or search through the blogosphere in order to find more people to follow/entice to read my blog.  There's something about having an anonymous outlet on which I can write honestly about my thoughts and feelings, without having to filter them because of the people I know who are going to read them.  It's freeing.

We live in a world where everyone has access to everything, so a person isn't necessarily a mystery to anyone, since everything is posted on the web.

I just went through my facebook and made sure that everything was under lockdown.  You can't see anything about me without being my friend.  I don't add people that I don't know in person.  I routinely filter through my friends and delete people that I haven't talked to or seen in years.  I'm generally pretty private.

It's interesting to me to see the differences between my having a facebook and my having this blog.  On one hand, I'm waving all my dirty laundry, negative thoughts, hopes and dreams, out into the internet world for you, people whom I've never met, to read and take part in.  On the other hand, I'm active in my facebooking, but at the same time, I try to limit who has access to that.

Sometimes I believe that when I'm here, writing these blogposts, I am more myself as Leslie than when I'm not using an assumed name around the people I know.  So much of what I do has to deal with putting up fronts, holding back what I truly want to say, pretending to be friends with people.  That's not to say that I'm not a genuine person who doesn't care about people, but when you interact with people, sometimes you bury parts of yourself in order to let them shine, avoid drama, or just avoid being annoying.

This here, these posts from Leslie, are the truest me I can be.

Thanks for reading my blog.  Sincerely, I appreciate it.

Side note: The problem with guys inviting girls over for a movie night is they feel the need to invite all the girls they know, and no guys.  I went to a movie night earlier this week that ended up with three times as many girls as there were guys.  I enjoy movie nights and the opportunity to maybe cuddle (or at the very least, sit close to a guy), but when there are ten other girls and three guys, I'm not likely to want to attend another one.  Just sayin'.