By: Isabella Persky
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College is certainly full of tricks, treats, and ambulances on campus (like 24/7), but is that not what makes it so fun? In light of the upcoming holiday, I have listed what I believe to be the ~spookiest~ parts of college:
The Dining Halls:
It should come as little surprise that the questionable dining hall âeggsâ raise concern. However, the sketchy Sodexo meals are, admittedly, not even the scariest aspect of the dining halls. Rather the fright I am referring to walks on two legs (usually), wears a backward facing Red Sox baseball cap (75% of the time), and goes by the name of Chad (or Brad). Yes, I am talking about the guy you hooked up with at the bar or that party the weekend prior, standing behind you in line waiting for a chicken sandwich. Somehow, the stars align to make your dining hall experience about 10x scarier—well, more so awkward.
Figuring Out Sh*t on Your Own:
Naturally, living away from home during your college years means more autonomy, which also means greater responsibility. Last month, still early into my sophomore year, I signed a lease for an apartment—adulting level one. Furthermore, I carry around an insurance card in my wallet—who even came up with that scam?
The Sunday Scaries:
After a three (or four, or five)-day bender, your worst fear deviously creeps up on you⊠BOO, itâs Sunday. Needless to say, Sundays are straight up scary, as you have the whole week ahead of you to stress about. Surely, Sundays are difficult days to be productive. Most Sundays I remain bed-ridden and in a state of recovery, if you know what I mean. The âSunday Scariesâ never fail to spook.
Late Night Ubers:
As a car-less college student, I heavily rely on Uber. While I normally donât go out alone, sometimes there are circumstances when my friends and I need to separate; those nights you would rather eat a slice of veggie pizza doused with crushed red chili flakes at Pieasanos instead of dealing with sweaty men at the bar (am I right or am I right?). Regardless, the point I am getting at: what possibly could go wrong when Ubering alone at one a.m. on a Saturday night? Perhaps I am paranoid, but I always remain alert!
Communal Bathrooms:
This one speaks for itself⊠Why are there gnats in the showers?
Going to the Gym:
Even when you donât run into Chad or Brad, college gyms can be intimidating and scary. Everyone seems to know exactly what they are doing, and how to use the equipment and machines without hesitation. I confess; I always look at the little models pictured on the machines exemplifying proper use. Rest assured; it takes time to feel comfortable at the universityâs gym. The fear is all in your head, there is nothing tangible to be afraid of⊠except for Stairmaster.Â
Halloween may come and go, but these spooks are here to stay.Â
Have a happy Halloween!Â
Isabella
*Edited by Lili M