Growing up, I was never allowed to celebrate Halloween; this was only the third Halloween that I have ever experienced. Due to this, there were a lot of things I wasn’t used to, one of those being the behavior of the couples. The weeks leading up to Halloween were beautiful. The biggest reason I chose this campus was because of how beautiful it was during the fall — most people, I assume, also believed that this is a beautiful time of year to be a student. Now, some people took it a step further and deemed it romantic. My high school, like most people’s, was filled with couples who loved each other a little too much. Walking to class, I would expect to see at least one or two couples making out in a corner of the hallway. There were even a few bad days when a couple would decide to do it right in front of you in the middle of the hallway, in the way of the flow of traffic. I remember I would always have a pit in my stomach walking into the gender-neutral bathroom or the music practice rooms due to… past experiences.
I expected that when I came to college, all these troubles would disappear. In my head, people here are adults, and have grown past the crazy hormone phase, so my eyes and ears won’t be cursed with couples shoving their faces into each other — I have never been more wrong. I never registered before that the walls in the dorms are paper-thin. One of my close friends here has been struggling for the past week with her neighbor, or should I say, neighbors. This whole school year, it has been crickets from that side of the wall for my friend, but this last week, without fail every day, she has heard every very intimate sound that they make. It’s not just that friend who expected a freaky weekend. I think the lack of condoms in the library proves it was an eventful weekend for a lot of Oles.
Besides freaky neighbors, there were also freaky couples’ costumes that I came across. I was happy to see the cute basic ones like Rapunzel and Flynn, WALL-E and EVE, and Scott Pilgrim and Ramona Flowers. A costume that I didn’t respect was Snoopy and Charlie Brown eating each other’s faces. If you want to do “Peanuts” characters, why a little boy and his pet dog? You could’ve done Lucy and Charlie Brown. Also, guys, if you are a couple, please don’t dress as siblings, that is just another level of too freaky; we go to school in Minnesota, not Alabama.
Lastly, I want to leave you with this. If you plan to be a freak this holiday season, please be considerate of others. You don’t need to be stuffed like a turkey, and if you are going to be a HO-HO-HO, please be responsible. The only thing scarier than a freaky neighbor is a baby.
