Last Night

Last night I decided to have a "Rest In Peace Michael Jackson" party at my house. Due to the fact that in my house, Michael Jackson is as important as toilet paper after a meal at Taco Bell, when we received the news that MJ had passed... it seemed like the perfect reason to have a celebration (I also did it cause my brother is his number one fan and i know my brother would enjoy it). It got a little crazy. I made new friends though, one of my favorites being "Mr. Hank" himself. He's like a little box of nerds, he's small but the best candy ever. One of my most memorable parts of the night was when my mother asked Santi if he was drunk and Santi replied saying "...No way, I'm fine." As my mom proceeded to ask him why he was so red he said " uh 'cause of the skatepark, yea, i was at the skatepark and I'm red..." So my mom finishes cleaning the kitchen, Santi walks in and pours his whole drink all over the kitchen counter and sticks his whole head into he sink and throws up.... Next to my mom. Good job, Sober Joe. Anyways, after hours of dancing, yelling crying, and punching kitchen cabinets for god knows what reason, the night came to a halt. I wish i could sit here and explain to you how the night went... but unfortunately, your guess is as good as mines. I'll tell you what i learned from my party last night: When you start to drink before people have arrived to the party don't act surprised when you wake up to a hand full of bruises and a bathroom full of chunks.

To see some pics from Last Night check out my Facebook, I'm sure someone will tag a lot of photos soon enough. www.facebook.com/krosef