last night, driving home around 11, we were listening to the very first weezer album. the blue one. and it hit me how many things happened to me while listening to this album. good and bad. life-changing and not. whenever i hear it, it brings back so many memories. and it seems like there's going to be more memories set to weezer.

yesterday morning, i woke up at 6:30 am. i rolled out of bed, threw some clothes on and went to serina's house. we went to burger king and ate breakfast with all the older people there. i went to the bathroom before we left and there was a lady in there brushing her teeth and singing. i didn't really think much of it, being in my morning stupor.

so we went to the civic auditorium to look for the afg medallion. it's a 'treasure hunt' for 'fun' fest. the lady throws out the papers that have the first clue on them and you risk your life grabbing one. i swear it would be such a violent death if you got in the middle of those medallion-hungry people. they really need to calm down. we roamed around trying to find the medallion. and after a while of not finding it, after driving around, wasting gas, and somehow ending up in another state, we realized that there was no medallion, that it was some sick joke. so we gave up and went to get a lemon slushIE* that we deserved.

*it's s-l-u-s-h-i-e. that is the spelling of slushie. when we got our slushie, we had the window rolled down, waiting for our order. i was looking out at the birds on the sidewalk and told serina that i wanted a bird...and i wanted a particular fat one that was right beside the car. so she leaned over and looked and at that moment, the fat bird decides to fly up at us. it was traumatic, having a big bird in my face like that.

i got dragged into hell last night. hell=fun fest. he knows i hate fun fest, maybe that's why he took me. it's one massive roadblock of people. there's nothing fun about it. luckily, we left because he realized it was a bad idea, and the night quickly got better. strangely enough, i want to go to fun fest tonight to watch the fireworks. but that doesn't seem like it's going to happen. because, and i quote, "i don't think 3 girls need to be in the middle of that crowd, that late, watching fireworks with a bunch of heathens and smart-alecks." great, isn't it? oh well.

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