Kidnap the Sandy Claws

HALLOWEEN! AH, my favorite. Okay so I don't know exactly what went on the past week academically. I was so excited for the weekend. I might have missed more classes than I should have. EH. The weather has been so beautiful with the leaves changing and everything. When I went to Memphis that last time, I grabbed my dad's camera. His camera is an old-school photography camera. I love it. I took advantage of the weather and camera. So, on Friday I was supposed to go to a party near campus but I started to get "krunk" to early. I felt to sick to go and socialize. Yeah- total bummer. Saturday was when most of the activities occurred. On Saturday I went with Matt (senior), Jessica (senior), and Mathieu (junior) trick or treating. In order to prepare for our adventure we listened to The Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack. I came into conclusion that "Kidnap Sandy Claws" is my favorite song. It is so catchy. Anyways, so I was a kitty cat for trick or treating. It was funny because we went to a street next to campus, and we felt a need to explain to every house why college students were trick or treating. It is actually quite sad how you can't enjoy those little things anymore. It never occurred to me that there was a age limit to having fun. Makes me miss being a kid again. Well, I could probably still pass off as a little girl but the point is that it sucks growing up. Mathieu is from France and they don't really celebrate Halloween the same way we do here. He was fascinated by the spirit involved. The first house really got into the decorations. They tried so hard to scare us. We kept talking with all the candy-givers. Usually as a kid it takes seconds to get through a street of houses but it took us 30 min to hit 4 houses. Anyways, so then later that night I changed outfits to go to a cabin party in the smokies. I became Little Red Riding Hood. There were a lot of soccer players and random people there. Costumes consisted of Bruno, Mario and Luigi, Police officer, Vampire, Spice Girls, and etc. Mathieu said that in France the people there try to look as scary as possible. He found it bizarre that people choose whatever they want here especially the girls take that opportunity to dress in a provocative manner without any judgements. Well, that party turned out to be a lot of fun. The next day was sad because that means Sunday- business time. Gotta get prepared for the week. Esh. Not fun.