I went to my first rock concert last night. Yup. Seriously. I’ll be 25 in two months & I went to my first rock concert. “Rock”. I’ve been to country. *gags*
Before the concert started two girls were arrested for hitting police. Yep. Seriously. For some reason, I didn’t expect that from that particular concert.
What concert? Blink 182. Woo!
Those little twelve, and thirteen year old kids crack me up. They swear up & down that they grew up with them when in reality, the only reason they know who they are is because of people my age. Nothing else. They had a close up of Mark & my heart broke, didn’t realize how old he has gotten.
It was by far one of the best nights in a while. I enjoyed it. Woo!
I was so worn out last night by 11 at night I was out. Got home & got something to eat & passed out. I was so sore. & I’m not sure why. I was so out that I ended up having a dream of my story. Wrote a full chapter in my head. Yep. Seriously. Even woke up a few times writing it in my head. But I wanted to finish the chapter. I wanted to see how it ended.
Yeah. That’s right. I forgot it.
I remember the basis of what the chapter was about. & I pretty much can still see it playing in my head. But the words I was using I cannot remember. Or how I even worded it. I might sit down & make notes. Maybe figure it out.
Wish me luck.