Today is Hallowe'en.
I'm rather depressed that nobody came to my house to ask for candy so I could traumatise them with my creepy grin. However, that's pretty normal, seeing that Hallowe'en was an ancient Celtic ritual/festival/holiday/et cetera which was merely so the animals could survive through the Winter. In Australia it isn't Winter, so we don't really celebrate it.
I remember when I went trick or treating two years ago. It was awesome. All the free lollies and that stick of ice cream or whatever one calls them. I was attempting to dress up as someone from the military. It was a failure compared to my supernatural friends and the Terminator.
Anyway, a group of trick-or-treaters did pass by my house, but they didn't really go up to our door. As I said before, I am very depressed that I could not smile creepily at them. Or see if they actually have a trick, since not many people these days do much tricks except for egging people's houses.
I remember my classmates doing that.
In other news, I have absolutely no idea why Year Seven's have exams. Couldn't they have let us off until next year when we are in Year 8?
Oh right, they're trying to prepare us for VCE exams in Year 12.