I Remember Doing The Time Warp

It’s just a good song.  Time Warp is, I mean.

::Sigh::  Sometimes I feel like I’m spiraling backward in time.  I mean, how many more situations can I go through like this?  I’ve had enough people mentally jerking me around in my life.  Throughout grade school, middle school, and highs chool.  And afterwards!  I don’t need it now.  Especially not from the person who is supposed to be my “bestest friend.”

All right.  Enough on that.  I have something else to think about, and I’ve got less than a week to pull it off.  My Halloween costume.  I have about six or seven costume ideas I can do.  An angel, a black angel, Christine from Phantom, Arwen from LOTR, a vampiress, the Rocky Horror French Maid, or Paul, from the Sgt. Pepper album.  Which does anyone reading this think I should do?  Cuz, I get to wear my costume to work, so how awesome is that?

I’ve loved Halloween since I was a kid.  That, and Christmas, are my favorite holidays.  I mean, what’s better than a day when you get to pretend to be someone else?  I suppose that’s the subconscious reason I alwasy loved Halloween.  I never wanted to be myself.  I relished a time when I got to pretend to be someone else.

You know, I taught myself how to sing.  I know, weird, huh?  But I did.  My parents certainly couldn’t have taught me.  They can’t carry a tune.  Oh, LORD, can they not carry a tune.  When I was a kid, though, I’d watch Little Mermaid, or Beauty and the Beast, or Li’l Abner, and I’d sing along with the songs.  I used to know practically any Disney song you could name.  And I’d sing along with the songs when the movie was on, or I’d go out in front of my house and stand under the streetlight singing them.  I used to love the idea that one day at one of the family BBQ’s, myself and some friends would put on a show for everyone at the BBQ.  We’d have choreography, and we’d sing, and skate around the cul-de-sac.

Lol.  The only problem was, I haven’t yet met someone who equals me in skating ability.  Matches me in speed on ice skates, okay, *cough*DAN*cough*, but roller blades?  Uh-huh.  Don’t think so.  Not to mention that anyone I could think of either couldn’t skate period, or didn’t want to perform with me.

I miss Fred.  He was a neighbor of ours.  He died about three years ago.  Three years this March.  I once remember him saying that he could hear me singing in the cul-de-sac

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How about Tyler Durden from Fight Club? Thats what I want to dress up as, but I dont think I could pull it off. [My_Own_Fall]
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