On Halloween, kids get the opportunity to dress up and assume another identity. For me, it wasn’t enough to just dress up as a witch; I wanted to be one.
When I was little, my sister and I would pretend we had magical powers like Sabrina, the teenage witch. We wrote a book of rhyming magical spells and rode around on our mom’s vacuum cleaner, like Sabrina did on TV. We dreamed of having magical powers and of discovering an Other Realm through the linen closet.
It’s not really that weird to fall in love with a serial killer…right?
I mean, I watch “Dexter” like it’s my job and I’m pretty sure I’ve seen just about every single “Law and Order, SVU” ever made at least twice. I’ve seen “American Psycho” upwards of 10 times and every time I finish, I fall deeper and deeper in love with Christian Bale.
Besides ghosts, goblins and evil witches, Halloween is the time for kids to rot their teeth out and satisfy their ultimate sugar rush. When I was a child, my parents would always triple-check the candy that I had collected in my trick-or-treat bag to make sure that some creepy person didn’t poison me.
When I was little, I believed that ghosts were friendly creatures with good senses of humor and a keen sense of fun. Oh, how deceiving those “Casper the Friendly Ghost” morning reruns were.
Today, I honestly don’t know what to believe.
This week, I had originally planned on digging into an analysis of attraction; however, some recent beauty-centric events —namely a few Ralph Lauren photo fiascos — have gotten me a little side-tracked. So, attraction will just have to sit on the back burner this time around.
Beep. Beep. Beep. I toss and turn in my bed and see the alarm flashing the numbers 7:40 a.m. in the dark. Geez, am I late already?! I was supposed to meet my friend 10 minutes ago down the street so that we could catch the metro together from Plaza de España to Moncloa, the main metro stop for the Universidad Complutense de Madrid (UCM).
Phi-Kappa-What? Everywhere on campus you’ll see letters from the Greek alphabet pasted on sweatshirts, tote bags, jackets, big wooden blocks and the ever-popular deep v-neck American Apparel tees. If you’re not in a fraternity or sorority, you’re probably wondering where these letters come from and what the importance of wearing them on campus is.
New waves of food and cuisine once again come to refresh dining options at the UCI Student Center food court. A compromising Orange County franchise that embraces the active Southern California lifestyle and multicultural food, Wahoo’s Fish Taco mixes in new flavor and spice to the UCI dining scene.
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