Post #14 The Boy's House

I have a certain group of friends that mean the world to me. The problem is, each of them are spread out all over the place, so it’s hard for me to visit them all. But I do see one group of my friends pretty frequently. They are a group of boys that I hung out with a lot in high school. I call them my “Lincoln Boys” only because of the place that they live. They're home is my home away from...well, shitty dorm, actually. (On the sidie you can see a picture of what their living room looks like but I've realized that I've never really taken a picture of just their house, only the people inside of it.)

I go visit them every time that I need a little time away from Wesleyan, so pretty frequently, actually. They own a house around 27th street and it is nothing short of a stereotypical bachelor pad. They have the beer posters on the wall and the very reveling posters of girls. I mean, this house is exactly what the movies make all those boys who live together in college look like. Everything is perfect.

The only thing that could make it better was if their house wasn't directly located in the middle of one of Lincoln's ghettos. But, I'm not going to lie, every day there is pretty exciting and no two days are alike.

So many people ask me, “why in the world do you like hanging out in this environment?” The answer is simple. I love it because they are my boys. I’ve always gotten along better with boys than I do with girls and I’ve hung out with these guys long enough that they don’t look for anything in me. They see me as just another one of the guys and I love that feeling. I love the fact that they don’t act any different around me. When other girls come, they all act differently, each trying to impress her, but when I’m there, it’s like all the boys don’t even see me as a girl. I feel so open and free there, like I don’t have to impress anyone.

It’s nice to have a place to escape to every once in awhile.

Post #13 Halloween

I know, I'm taking the cop-out subject for this writing but there is nothing I want to talk about more than Halloween!

This last week was Halloween, one of my favorite holidays. Halloween gives anyone who wants to participate the opportunity to be anything you want to be. This is the day where you can be whoever or whatever you want with no restrictions. Have you ever wanted to be Superman? Well, here’s your chance! Ever dreamed of being a doctor? Grab your stethoscope and have a ball! What about your life-long dream of becoming a star? Well, Sugar, today is your lucky day.

Halloween is a holiday that someone of any age can enjoy, but in very different ways. The children get to go out and ask people for candy while adorning themselves in whatever the latest TV or movie character is. The teenagers get an excuse to dress promiscuously (as can be seen by SOME of the girls in the picture above) or for the guys, a time to dress in drag and, for once, be considered cool. The adults get the joy of taking their kids out trick-or-treating and watching their faces light up with every new piece of candy that is dropped into their bag. Not to mention, the wonderful joy of getting to deal with their sugar-high a few hours later. The amount of candy that is created for this holiday is insaine. Did you know that 35 million pounds of candy corn will be produced this year? That's pretty much 9 billion pieces and if you laid them end to end it would be enough to circle the moon 4 times. See, isn't this holiday just amazing?

October 31st is the day where you can scare anyone you want without the fear of getting slapped or yelled at. No one can call you weird, no one can say that you’re not normal, no one can tell you that you can’t do that because it’s Halloween. It’s the day for freedom from the norm.

Personally, I believe that this is one of the greatest holidays ever. You get to have a great time dressing up as whoever you want to be and doing whatever you want to do without the judgment of the rest of the world. Not to mention, you don’t have to worry about buying presents for anyone else before this holiday comes. Another thing, this holiday is totally optional. No one is going to think you’re a bad person just because you don’t celebrate Halloween. Do you think you’d get the same reaction if you told someone that you don’t celebrate Christmas?