Things are good. Math is bad. Pretty sure I am going to fail...No, seriously!
Halloween Party this weekend in Detroit. It was supposed to be an event, but taking into consideration the turn out for my birthday party this year we decided to make it a quit, tight little gathering and rock out some seriously wild bars. I swear picking my costume gets harder every year. I totally choked this year and decided to be a "punk rocker". I had to dress up for work and had like no costume yet, but ended up throwing one together in like 10 min right before work today. When I got to work my manager said I looked like a Bratz Doll. Yeah, thats it, I'm a Bratz Doll. Easy, comfortable and cheap!
I wonder why people suck. I call people that I was close with when I lived down in Detroit, but they never return my calls. I called a friend of mine twice a week for two weeks strait. Nothing. If I can't even get a return call I should probably scratch the meeting up, hanging out and catching up on old times thing Right?