Halloween Night woopwoop.

                Here I am, on a Halloween night, typing this blog. What I’m thinking right now? I wish I had candy. I know as a child, Halloween was a holiday I definitely looked forward to. The free candy, the costumes— it was a blast, but the one thing that would always disappoint me was when a house clearly with someone inside refuses to come out and give candy. Now I have become one of those people. Don’t get me wrong— it’s not that I don’t want to give out candy; it’s that I don’t have any. I planned on stopping by Kroger on the way home to buy some, but my mom insisted that I needed to learn how to ignore the kids. So as the sky darkens, I’m preparing myself for the night. Dim the lights, stay quiet, and lay low. Hear the doorbell ring? Just ignore it. It sucks. I wish I could hand out candy all night and see the delightful look on their faces as I add another sweet treat to their collection. But no, I have got to concentrate. Got to get my work done—just tune out the screams of children and the constant chime of the doorbell.

                Since we’re on this topic, I’d like to make a quick rant. I understand that these are just little kids; they are still in the process of maturing, but is it really necessary to ring the doorbell milliseconds after when you first rang it? I mean even if I did have candy, it would take me a good 15 seconds to grab the basket, get to the door, unlock it, and open it. So kids, if by some wild and random chance you stumble upon this blog and decide to read this article (if you are even able to), let me give you a few words of wisdom. If there is nobody at the door 30 seconds after you pressed the button next to the mysterious door, chances are there is no candy available in this little house. I’m sorry, and yes I know, it’s disappointing, but there’s not always gold at the end of a rainbow.