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Happy halloween to anyone that celebrates it. ♥ Me, I've always been annoyed by stupid kids asking for trick or treat, because that means they're celebrating another country's traditions instead of ours. Nowadays I'm just a big fat hypocrite though, and go to costume parties because DUDE, but costumes. So, yeah. *shifty eyes*
In that fashion, since we don't have classes on Friday (so people can go graveyard hopping, lol), the death shrine contest was held today, and there was free Death Bread!! A friend and I kept on going back to get more and more, haha, so we ended up eating a lot XD The shrines were cute, too - they were all dedicated to some important artist or designer, and they had to use an element of their work, so they were pretty original. THIS REMINDS ME. I should totally write 'calaveras' this year. From whom, though... *ponders*
What I've always, always wanted to do is going to Pátzcuaro for the Day of the Death. It's supposed to get gorgeous in there, since people make little boats with candles in them and let them loose in the lake. Oh man. I so want to see that. ;___;
In other, unrelated news, I'm about 100 pages into The Portrait of Dorian Gray, and while it is a well-written, interesting book, it is annoying me so badly because it's so incredibly chauvinistic. This, kids, is why I hardly ever read classics. Yeah, I know, they were other times and blah blah blah, but it still makes me mad. I couldn't get past David Copperfield because of the same thing (and because I wanted to slap older!David after fucking having cried for his younger self). I dunno. Take Gabriel García Márquez (and yes, I know he's not Wilde's contemporary, thank you), who writes 1890's females that do nothing but get married and have kids and be socialites and yet he writes them as strong, inteligent, and powerful. I love the way he writes women, because you can tell he has so much admiration for them. So basically: ARGH, and I'll get back on you on that. *shrug*
And now, I'll wait until Pushing Daisies finishes downloading.
In that fashion, since we don't have classes on Friday (so people can go graveyard hopping, lol), the death shrine contest was held today, and there was free Death Bread!! A friend and I kept on going back to get more and more, haha, so we ended up eating a lot XD The shrines were cute, too - they were all dedicated to some important artist or designer, and they had to use an element of their work, so they were pretty original. THIS REMINDS ME. I should totally write 'calaveras' this year. From whom, though... *ponders*
What I've always, always wanted to do is going to Pátzcuaro for the Day of the Death. It's supposed to get gorgeous in there, since people make little boats with candles in them and let them loose in the lake. Oh man. I so want to see that. ;___;
In other, unrelated news, I'm about 100 pages into The Portrait of Dorian Gray, and while it is a well-written, interesting book, it is annoying me so badly because it's so incredibly chauvinistic. This, kids, is why I hardly ever read classics. Yeah, I know, they were other times and blah blah blah, but it still makes me mad. I couldn't get past David Copperfield because of the same thing (and because I wanted to slap older!David after fucking having cried for his younger self). I dunno. Take Gabriel García Márquez (and yes, I know he's not Wilde's contemporary, thank you), who writes 1890's females that do nothing but get married and have kids and be socialites and yet he writes them as strong, inteligent, and powerful. I love the way he writes women, because you can tell he has so much admiration for them. So basically: ARGH, and I'll get back on you on that. *shrug*
And now, I'll wait until Pushing Daisies finishes downloading.
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