i need the smell of summer

I'm starting to worry that summer isn't going to turn out at all like I'd hoped it would. It's been exactly what I expected so far - hot and boring, but I was hoping that after this past weekend it would be wonderful, mostly because Ashley is back. This weekend was supposed to be especially epic, and it was for the most part, but along with epic adventures came some possibly bad news.

It all started Saturday with the world's hottest drive to LA to see Brand New play a sold out show at the Troubadour. You can not even begin to imagine how excited and anxious I was for that show. Waiting two hours outside the venue felt like an eternity. Watching the guys walk by while hardly anyone noticed was hilarious, especially because the people behind us talked about how stupid they felt for the next hour. "We fucked up so bad! I can't believe no one said Hi!" That was highly amusing. Knowing a girl in line from AP got me way close to the stage which was super nice, but the high temperature combined with the crowded room and my weak body led to me feeling sick after the first few songs. I literally thought I was going to pass out or throw up or something. I had to lean on a speaker for a while just to stop being dizzy and eventually I had to head for the bathroom and give up my spot in front of the stage. I enjoyed the rest of the show from the back of the crowd, which was still fine, but I hated that I'd had to move at all, especially during Brand New, especially in a small venue.

After the show was over I almost got lost on my way back to the 101 but eventually made my way to Ashley's house to stay a few nights. Kelvin was there and I hadn't seen him in ages, so it was fun catching up and sitting around in Ashley's room. He left and we stayed up late talking and listening to music until we finally fell asleep. Totally missed the alarm Sunday morning but not by too much. We got semi-lost on our way to CDM but made a cute new friend so that was nice. Ended up being an hour late to the beach but we got to see some old friends and tan a little before heading to a ridiculously nice pool elsewhere. I prefer pools to the ocean for swimming, hands down. No contest. I love the beach, but pools are wonderful.

We also got Chipotle and drove around listening to hip hop for a while. Chuck is hilarious and probably the most friendly and outgoing person I've ever met, next to Vick. He's also way cute and apparently thinks the same of me. :D Later he and Ashley and I went to see I Love You, Man at a three dollar theater before calling it a night. Ashley and I were pretty much exhausted at that point so we grabbed some In n Out and went back to her house.

Sunday we met up with my mom, dropped my car off for standard servicing and went to see Harry Potter. If I'd read the book more recently, I'm sure much of the movie would have annoyed me but I enjoyed it a lot, especially the part when Harry was high on liquid luck. Amazing. We picked my car up after it was over and found out that my axle is getting worn out or something, which could mean less driving for me. I don't know how that's supposed to work out when I go back to school in September, but I really don't want to miss out on as many visits with Ashley as I can fit in while she's here either. That news definitely put a damper on my day but a little frozen yogurt makes for a nice pick-me-up, so all was well. We hung out with Jason for a little while too and then spent almost four hours trying to find something to do for the rest of the night until I had to go home. Somehow, the fifteen or so people we tried to get in touch with must have been really busy (or just ignoring us) on a Monday night of all nights, but we finally heard back from Isaac just before we were ready to give up and head back to Ashley's. Sweet hangs ensued and I drove home around two.

Overall, I'd say the good outweighed the bad this weekend, but I'm also worried that the bad parts will be a foreshadowing for the rest of my summer. I really don't want that to be true.