At some point before you moved into your dorm room and began to “find yourself,” you gave up on going door-to-door for candy. There was once a time when Halloween began before sunset and ended before late-night talk shows, but at some point that ended and Halloween was lame. Maybe a part of you died. Maybe some of you, likely diabetics, were happy to see it go.
Appropriately for the holiday, Halloween is resurrected for all of these children, diabetics included, when they enter college. Rows of houses are replaced with overstuffed apartments. Concerned parents are replaced with lopsided sophomores, still sobbing over their “daddy issues.” This is the magic of Halloween. Among the sexually frustrated upperclassmen and the underclassman still trying to figure out how to hold a beer naturally are these six people you will meet at every college Halloween party. Continue reading