I’ve been really lacking in updates recently. Maybe I’ve outgrown my blog…?

Well, the DC + 2 sleepover was a week ago. For once, the guys outnumbered the girls. It was a fun filled night with butt slapping, Mario Cart, Easy-Mac, an attempted trip to Top of the World, trips to a couple supermarkets, a scary ride down Sophia’s street, an extreme never-ending game of Uno, and of course no sleep. I always love hanging out with DC + 2 (we missed you Anita, Laura, Rahul, Tina, and Courtney!), but I think if I saw them every day it wouldn’t be as fun. I was talking to Brian about this and we were saying how if all of DC went to one school we probably wouldn’t belong to the same group. It’s funny because everyone in DC + 2 is from RYLA, but none of us were really close to each other at RYLA. And most of my family from RYLA, I don’t keep in touch with anymore. And yet, with DC + 2 we do a pretty damn good job of keeping in touch and hanging out. I think it’s because we have something else besides RYLA that keeps us connected, and we stay so close because of our whole RYLA mentality. I’m looking forward to the beach reunion =D.

A couple days after the sleepover I went to Warped Tour with Michelle, Courtney, Lillian, Aurora, and Brian. I saw All-American Rejects (who were surprisingly good live), Starting Line, Fall Out Boy, Senses Fail, Thrice, My Chemical Romance, Gatsby’s American Dream, and Matchbook Romance. During Fall Out Boy my arm got badly bruised. Ouch. I really wanted to crowd surf because it looks so fun, but I got scared. But, next rock concert I go to, I WILL crowd surf…and I WON’T get hurt (hopefully). It seemed like there were more injuries at this warped tour. A few bands had to stop in the middle of their performances so that people could be carried out.

My sister came home on Saturday and she just left today (with two suitcases of my dorm stuff). I went with her and her bf to Jack London Square yesterday to watch fireworks (and I learned that a rum and coke drink doesn’t taste good. Egh). And of all the people who were at Jack London Square, I managed to run into Patrick. What a coincidence. So I got to watch fireworks with him, which was nice =D. Oh and random note, the pier reeked of weed. I could smell it like I was at Warped Tour.

And this entry has gone on for too long. []Deace out.