I may be able to stay. No matter how many times I repeat it over and over in my head, the simple fact of me being able to stay at Crekwood and staying with Jacques could actually happen. I could be able to meet him. One of my biggest fears about meeting him would be us falling for each other and then me just having to leave. I cannot meet him until it's for sure, I just can't.
Reses are better than sex
Very funny Blue, VERY FUNNY.
Anyway, I'm sorry you got stuck at home last night for only six trick or treaters. What a waste. Next year, couldn't you just stick the bowl on the porch with a note telling the kids to take two? Granted, the kids in my neighborhood would have taken the candy by the fistful while cackling with villainous laugher, and they probably would have peed on the note for good measure. But maybe the kids in your neighborhood are more civilized.
But seriously, leftover Reese's? Is it possible to send chocolate over email these days? PLEASE SAY IT IS.
My Halloween wasn't bad. I won't say too much about it, but I ended up going to this guy's party. I dont think it was much my scene, but it was defiantly interesting. I guess it was nice to step out of my comfort zone (wait I didn't just ruin the chance of convincing you I'm a hardcore party ninja, right?)
So, I keep thinking about the idea of secret identies. Do you ever feel locked into yourself? I'm not sure if I'm making sense here. I guess what I mean is that sometimes it seems like everyone knows who I am except me.
Okay, I'm glad you mentioned homecoming, because I totally forgot that Spirit Week is this week. Monday is Decades Day, right? I guess I should check online so I can avoid making an ass of myself. Honestly, I can't believe they scheduled Spirit Week right after Halloween. Creekwood really blows its load on costume days all at once. How do you think you'll dress up for Monday? I know you're not going to answer that.
And I totally figured you'd be ogling the cheerleaders on Friday, because you're all about the ladies. Me too, Blue. Me too.
-Jacques
What? Wait what does he mean reses are better than sex! Does that mean he has had sex before? With a girl or a guy. I mean he is not out yet so it would have to mean a girl. What is he some huge playboy who sleeps with whomever regardless of his sexuality? WHAT IS THAT! Does he expect me to meet him and then sleep with him right away, because no. That's not the type of person I am. I want my first time to be special and with someone I truly love. Not that I don't think I could really love him, just well I don't know yet. Maybe he meant noting by it, yeah. I'm sure he was just saying that chocolate is amazing, I mean it is chocolate. But I also truly hope it's not better then sex.
Reese's are better than sex? Admittedly, I wouldn't know, but I have to hope you're wring about that one. Maybe you should stop having heterosexual sex, Jacques. I'm just saying.
The kids in your neighborhood sound really charming. Urine isn't a huge issue here, so maybe next year, ill take your advice. It will probably be moot, anyway, because my mom almost never goes out. She just can't keep up with your party ninja ways, Jacques.
I completely understand what you mean about feeling locked in yourself. For me, I don't even think it has anything to do with other people thinking they know me. Its more that I want to leap in and say certain things and do certain things, but I always seem to hold myself back. I think a big part of me is afraid. Even thinking about it makes me nauseated. Did I mention I get nauseated easily?
Of corse, that's the exact reason I don't want to say anything about Spirit Week and costumes. I don't want you to put two and two together and figure out who I am. Whatever it is were doing here, I don't it works if we know each other's real identies. I have to admit that it makes me really nervous to think of you as someone actually connected with my life, rather than a mostly anonymous person on the internet. Obviously, some of the things I've told you about myself are the things I've never talked about with anyone. I don't know, Jacques there's something about you that makes me want to open up, and that's slightly terrifying for me.
I hope this isn't too awkward. I know you were kidding when you asked what costume I was going to wear, but I wanted to put this out there just in case it wasn't entirely a joke? I have to admit I'm curious about you sometimes, too.
-Blue
P.S. I'm attaching a Reese's cup to this email. I hope this is what you had in mind.
