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Halloween


Hari ini tumben-tumbenan saya pulang rada malam dari kantor, jam 9.30. Seperti biasanya saya nungguin bus di bus-stop depan Starbucks. Well, untungnya Pittsburgh hari ini rada bersahabat, gak dingin-dingin amat. Waktu lagi bengong-bengong nungguin bis, tiba-tiba ada segerombolan anak muda berpakaian aneh lewat. What the heck? Oh iya, lupa hehehe, hari ini kan Halloween.

Omong-omong tentang Halloween, boleh dibilang saya rada-rada anti merayakannya, hahaha. Bukan karena alasan religius ato anti-kemapanan *hihihi, apa coba :p*, tapi basically gw anti apa aja yang berbau-bau horror. Hiy, sereeeem. Mulai dari film horor, haunted house, cerita-cerita sereeemm, thanks but no thanks deeeh. Makanya buat saya, there is no special thing about Halloween.

Tapi itu kan cuma saya doang. Orang-orang Amrik ini kayaknya emang seneng banget semua-semua yang berbau festival. Sekitar semingguan yll, waktu pergi meeting ke Technology Drive, saya terbengong-bengong melihat hiasan meja salah satu staff kantor itu. Dengan semangat tinggi dia menghias mejanya bertema Halloween. Mending kalo hiasannya kayak miniatur labu yang diukir-ukir itu, lha ini dia bikin kayak sarang laba-laba yang biasanya ada di rumah tua, lengkap dengan aksesoris pocong-pocongan yang bergelantungan. Heh? Itu mah bagi saya bukan hiasan, tapi malah nyumpek-nyumpekin meja kantor aja :p, hihihihi

Trus tadi pagi di bis, ada ibu-ibu 40-an yang pake anting-anting bermodel skeleton. Dengan bangganya dia bilang kalo anting-anting itu khusus dipakai setaun sekali pas Halloween. Haiyaaaa ... gak pake jubah sekalian tante, biar kayak nenek sihir :p ? Hihihihi ....

Tapi gak semua pake kostum/hiasan yang syerem-syerem kok. Ada juga yang aneh2 gak masuk akal. Seperti tadi, malem-malem, jam 9.30 malem ada cowok pake kostum India ala Gandhi (alias cuman sarung diblebetin di badan doang :D). Gaya sih gaya, nyampe rumah, masuk angin kaleee huehehehe. Trus di bus, ada cewek yang pake kostum kucing, lengkap dengan ekor, dan mukanya digambarin kumis. Ada lagi cowok yang pake sayap kayak ibu peri (gubrakkkk) lengkap dengan wand nya ... sim salabim ... :D Bener-bener ajaibbbb, anyway, I give those people two thumbs up buat keberaniannya pake kostum yang aneh-aneh. Kalo gw? Hihihihi, kayaknya gak berani deh naik bus pake kostum yang aneh-aneh.

Comments

Anonymous said…
kalo semua orang pake baju aneh kan jadi gak keliatan aneh lagi, mit :). di sini halloween lumayan rame juga. i've missed it two consecutive years. tapi yah.. kalo buat gw sih emang ada alasan religius untuk tidak ikut merayakannya :D.
Anonymous said…
kalo gitu kamu pake kebaya aja Mit :D

makasih ucapan selamatnya ya :)

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