Mosh pits and vintage clothes....
I have been feeling....different lately. I don't know. I've been busy with school, and Im' graduating in less than two months. Adulthood is approaching like an impending doom. Thank god for graduate school. That's my saving grace at this point. I mean, I can't possibly be old enough to be an adult. But, ah, that's not true because I'm 7.5 days away from being 22. I also had a first experience last night. I went to a 311 concert with Ray. Who knew that 311 was hard core? Moshing and crowd surfing, pot smoking and tons of beer consumption. I got kicked in the head twice by crowd surfers. I finally, at the very end of the concert, had a claustraphobic freak out and had to wait until the end of the show while Ray stayed behind. I wanted him too Today, I've been feeling vintage-y. I just want to open an adorablely fabulous vintage boutique and live my life surronded by what I love. Amazing clothes. Too bad that won't pan out. SLP here I come.