It’s ironic. I always look forward to Halloween but can’t remember the last time I had a good one. This year, my friends and I celebrated Halloween at Roseland Ballroom because Above & Beyond and Fedde Le Grande were playing there. Christina and I pre-gamed at Brass Monkey and got to Roseland at 11. While we were waiting in line, I started not feeling very well so Christina and I took a little stroll around the corner. So we’re walking and I get realllly dizzy, hot and then I puke. Someone spiked my drink! How do I know? Because i do not get drunk (or sick) off of one malibu and cranberry. Oh Halloween. I wish I was kidding.
