I’m not sure where I fall among the general population, but I’m not a huge fan of Halloween. I could take it or leave it. I always felt like the concept of dressing up and going to other people’s houses was a little weird. Maybe the whole dressing up thing has something to do with my fear of mascots, but not sure.
I never really looked forward to going trick or treating, maybe because I’m an only child so I always went with my parents. The last time I went trick or treating was in seventh grade, and I dressed up as a Red Sox player—go figure. For eighth grade through my freshman year of college, I stayed home and handed out candy with my mom.
Halloween in college is certainly something and definitely does everyone dirty. I’ve never heard a good story come from Halloweekend.
My sophomore year was my first time living on campus, and I think Halloween fell on a Thursday that year, and I didn’t go out. I stayed in and recovered from the Sox 2013 World Series win. During my junior year, it fell on a Friday, and that was the only time I really “went out” for Halloween in college. My ex-boyfriend and I went to one of our friend’s house for a party—well, it was more like ten of us dressed up and hanging out in the basement. My ex was a referee, and I went as a football player; he played football at school, so our costumes were very obvious.
During my senior year, my roommates and I participated in the residence hall association’s Trick or Treat event, where students in the upper-classmen housing hand out candy to local children who come to campus to trick or treat.
I got some last minute Halloween decorations at the dollar store across the street from campus and decorated before the kids came.
I was part of the Mortar Board senior honor society, and we had a smaller event during Trick or Treat where we read to the kids and they got to take home a Halloween-themed bookmark. I dressed up as Minnie Mouse since I already had the ears from a class council event the year before.
On actual Halloween that year, a few of my friends and I just went out to the bar across the street from school and didn’t go to any parties. The bar has an annual Halloween party but it’s normally on a Wednesday and everyone and their mother is there, so you can barely move. Not my scene.
Since returning back home after graduation, I still help my mom hand out candy. I either dress up as a baseball player or a witch—I bought a witch’s hat last year. We don’t get as many kids as we used to when I was younger, so we normally have some left over candy, which I don’t mind at all.
Now that I’m not actually trick or treating, I kind of like Halloween. But I always felt awkward when I was younger and went out because you’re just going to strangers’ houses and asking for candy, except when I went to my neighbors’ houses, because that didn’t seem as weird.
I decorated my office at work for Halloween the other week and plan on taking them down at the end of this week. At my old job, I had bought a few of the decorations from the dollar section at Target, and the creatures on my office door are the same ones from the front door of our townhouse senior year.
What are your thoughts, feelings, concerns when it comes to Halloween? Have you seen a change in how you celebrate since you’re not a kid any more?