how could I be so heartless?

how could I be so heartless?

I really want to dress up for Halloween this year. I'm nineteen. I'm pretty sure trick or treating around these parts at my age would be boring and maybe a little bit degrading. I can't see myself happily taking candy from a fifteen year old, or even from an oldster with their judgmental "do you have a mental disability?" eyes.

So what's a girl to do? I don't live in a big city, so there aren't any Halloween parties to crash. I'm too young to get into most of those shindigs anyway. Am I damned to be the designated candy-giver? I can't accept that. I won't.

Sadly, around here there isn't much to do. I could dress up and go to the mall, movies, or bowling alley, but that doesn't seem in the Halloween spirit. Dorney Park has a "Halloween Haunt" thing for loads of mazes. One is of which is a circus - clowns galore. I'd like to go, but I'm almost positive Boyf's not going to take me.

In case you were wondering, I want to be one of these cute little buggers.

Hopefully I'll catch wind of something interesting. It's a shame that my ex-favorite holiday has become such a downer. All because I'm growing up. Curse you, age.