my first halloween on my own.
and was in no way traditional.
but that's my life.
random fact: the jamba juice on campus dressed up as harry potter. if you went to jamba you had to pick a character name for you to be called. i was always he who must not be named. the best.
which is perfect.
and this place...
cupcake + pie shakes.
then I ran into every whoovians dream...
like I said before,
downtown is perfection fresh out of the oven.
and then it was party time.
party no. 1
basically blew, but we got some fun photos out of it.
party no. 2
we hit up the wilk for some real quality dancing.
even got to see a performance by the ballroom dance teams.
fern teaches us to salsa.
party no. 3
was so lame it is never to be spoken of. ever.
(mostly because our halls put it on.)
party no. 4
and i made a new friend.
my halloween may have been candy-less.
i may have not have gone trick-or-treating.
i may not have dressed up as cray as i could have.
i did have a lovely holiday.