Elementary School: At this point, there was one goal and one goal only: candy. And lots of it. You didn’t really care what you went as, as long as it was at least kind of cool-looking and ensured that you would receive the maximum amount of Snickers.

Middle School: "Halloween" became a dirty word during this 3-year span. For some reason, teenage angst kicked in, and it became more than “uncool.” Too old to properly trick-or-treat, too young to be completely over it; the worst possible limbo. You bought yourself a bag of candy and called it a success.

High School: There were two classes of people at this point; those who had developed enough to venture into the world of scandalous costumes and those who were still immature enough to appreciate the fun in looking stupid.

College: Well, hello there, Cinderella, I’m pretty sure your dress wasn’t that short in the movie. There is no such thing as a slutty costume anymore because, well...they’re all slutty. So, go forth, and see who has the lowest neckline and the shortest skirt. But beware, the smaller the outfit, the bigger the cost. As far as candy goes? Alcohol flavored like chocolate doesn’t count.