I love Halloween back home. I love dressing up, handing out candy, I love trick or treating (when I can find a younger person to uh...chaperone), I especially love the halloween TV specials and movies. The downside of Poland = No halloween. Yeah a few random kids celebrate it, I got three whole trick or treaters last year! But, it's not the same. There's no festiveness, no magic. So this year when I heard about my schools annual halloween party I decided that I wasn't just going to be a lump on a log, I was going to actually go!
Fortunately I talked some of my other equally introverted friends to come with me. The hardest part was costumes. Seeing as they don't celebrate it here, they're a bit hard to come by, so you have to be imaginative. Somehow my friend managed to wrangle a cat costume and I always wanted to make my hair stick straight up. I went from there and it kind of morphed into a "Spa Victim" ensemble, complete with the green mask, cucumbers, and bath robe. My hair is really long, so I'm surprised it worked, but it stuck straight up the entire night (with the help of a bottle of hair gel and half a can of hairspray). I even did some "head banging" at one point and it didn't even move.
After we were done prepping, which took quite a while. We headed to the dorms for a "pre-party" which was probably actually better than the real party. I haven't laughed that hard in forever.
Once we were done there we headed over to the "party zone" which was basically a huge club the school rented out. It was kind of a let down, there weren't too many people, I'm pretty sure half the people that were there don't go to our school, the music was all techno- though we did hear a few modern jigs including Michael Jackson, Psy, and Nirvana... But, it was LOUD.
Maybe I'm just a wimp, and maybe it's because I don't drink (at all). But, if I can't hear myself shouting at the top of my lungs to my friends the music needs to be turned down. Unfortunately loud noises that are sudden also have an adverse effect on my brain making any sort of music with a loud base and a heavy beat twitch central (a few years ago that sort of noise would have had me in convulsions...literally).
We mostly just sat around and people watched. There were some pretty cool costumes considering the lack of shops around. Watching the girl dressed as a puritan twerk was probably the highlight of my night, though the couple dressed as 'George and Martha Washington' weren't doing so bad themselves. There were also some costumes in pretty bad taste- the girl dressed as a Marathon Bombing Victim for example. I wanted to walk up to her and give her a piece of my mind (primarily using my fist), but you can't fix stupid.
We left after about three hours. What can I say, we're getting old! I did have fun though. Will I ever go to a club like that again? NO. But, I'm happy I can at least say I tried it.