So apparently it's now the end of October. Who knew? People who care about Halloween, I guess.
As I said in my last post, I'm all about fall - but I just can't get into Halloween this year. I've never been a fan of gore or horror, so my Halloweens have always tended towards the clever costumes, the unscary movies, and the candy. But even that seems dull this year.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm drowning in homework and projects, not to mention other commitments, like this blog, LTNC, and quidditch. It could be the fact that collecting candy is not really a viable option after the age of 18. But honestly, staying warm and dry and curled up with tumblr sounds far more appealing than stressing over ripped tights, missing safety-pins, running makeup or the fear that nobody will get my costume.
So this is my official declaration, world. Don't count me in for Halloween this year.
The thing is, this is weird for me. I'm usually mega-committed to holidays and traditions. All of them. Heck, I even get upset when I don't get a chance to properly celebrate Remembrance Day. Days that are stable in my life, year after year, are super important to me - although until now I've never thought about why.
I guess most holidays have an emotional connection - I mean, that gives us something to celebrate, right? Christmas, Thanksgiving, Canada Day, all tug on one heart-string or the other. But, does Halloween? It's definitely the source of some great memories for me, and I can totally understand others' excitement. But as far as emotions go? There's nothing really there.
So next week you'll be able to find me dressed as an apathetic university student, complete with laptop and complete disregard for normal adult sleeping schedules.
Goodnight, bloglings
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