My night
was alright to say the least, Roberto called here this afternoon begging me to bring him milk I told him I'd try. Took a shower and all that, Josh came through right before I left and then my mom came & got me. We went to get my grandparents, loaded all their shit into the car & took off. Got downtown around 5:15, found a place to park, found a place to sit. OMG, I stood for like 2 and a half hours, first band blowed, wasn't feeling them at all. My mom & I took turns sitting on my grandfathers cart thingy. Of the 4 hours downtown at the square, hmm a group of loud ass teenagers/college age kids had a little reunion behind me & spent 10 minutes screaming at eachother in my ear.
Drunk people are funny, When we were getting ready to leave after the show my mom saw someone she works with so they were talking, I was sitting waiting for them to finish so we could go cause I had to pee bad, this drunk old dude comes out of nowhere & just starts talking to me. My mom & her friend were looking at him like who the hell are you, and I was just laughing my ass off. Then we get to the car, and this truck was in the way, so this other drunk guy was all, It's all good I make million dollar deals everyday. He had one to many, I was like omg shut the fuck up. We finally left, I called Roberto to tell him I was gonna bring him milk and the first question out of boys mouth was "so get any numbers", I was like are you serious, I was there with my mom & grandparents, yeah sure got some numbers, lol.
Dropped the grandparents off, used their bathroom...ah relief, left to burger king, I had just pizza there, but I don't like their pizza. Love their subs, their pizza sucks. Anyways, got the milk & my newports, killed a whole pack of basics at the concert. Dropped milk off, then my mom dropped me at south campus and I took the train home. She was all stressin about me taking the train home, I'm like mom, I've done this a million times, I've taken the train home later then 10pm before, jezze.
Now I'm sittin here lookin at this roach, deciding whether or not to smoke it. I need a shower, and sleep.
Drunk people are funny, When we were getting ready to leave after the show my mom saw someone she works with so they were talking, I was sitting waiting for them to finish so we could go cause I had to pee bad, this drunk old dude comes out of nowhere & just starts talking to me. My mom & her friend were looking at him like who the hell are you, and I was just laughing my ass off. Then we get to the car, and this truck was in the way, so this other drunk guy was all, It's all good I make million dollar deals everyday. He had one to many, I was like omg shut the fuck up. We finally left, I called Roberto to tell him I was gonna bring him milk and the first question out of boys mouth was "so get any numbers", I was like are you serious, I was there with my mom & grandparents, yeah sure got some numbers, lol.
Dropped the grandparents off, used their bathroom...ah relief, left to burger king, I had just pizza there, but I don't like their pizza. Love their subs, their pizza sucks. Anyways, got the milk & my newports, killed a whole pack of basics at the concert. Dropped milk off, then my mom dropped me at south campus and I took the train home. She was all stressin about me taking the train home, I'm like mom, I've done this a million times, I've taken the train home later then 10pm before, jezze.
Now I'm sittin here lookin at this roach, deciding whether or not to smoke it. I need a shower, and sleep.