Those Weekends

Sometimes you have those weekends that are a mystery.

Thursday: Was the last day of school due to Cesar Chavez Day. I attended a school dance with my girlfriend. It was really boring. I didn't really have a fun night due to some issues with my chest. I walked her home then her mom dropped me off at my house.

Friday: I woke up early and went over to my girls house. Her mom nor her sis were there so we had some of our own alone time if you know what I mean. Afterwards, we went to go buy some carne asada meat for a BBQ her and I were gonna go to. The BBQ was really unsuccessful. I went to Orange 20 with Derek and his friends to fix his bike but it turned out he need to buy some stuff in order to fix it. We decided to take off home so we rode our way to Normandie and Fountain. They left but I stayed in the corner thinking. I decided to call my girlfriend and make it up to her for being an asshole at the BBQ. I went to her home and we stayed talking for awhile. She told me about her troubled past as so did I. I learned that people always have their demons but they never show it. We sat at her table for 30 mins or so. We just sat there looking at each other. She wrote something on a paper and I wrote something on her phone. I kissed her goodbye.

Saturday: Called up my friend and asked him if he wanted to go to the pillow fight in DTLA. We got there and met up with Dada and July. We went to eat breakfast at a local spot. From there we ended up at Pershing Square for the pillow fight. We stay for about an hour then we left back to Dada's loft nearby and had a few drinks. We then went upstairs to her rooftop for a mini pool party. We all ended up drinking a lot before a toga party we were going to attend in the night. Like around 8 we went back downstairs and began making some togas for the house party. The house party was at Aglago, a local spot at the sunset junction. I had a few shots and some conversations. I got a life lesson from my friend July who looked really down through out the whole party. I went home and knocked out.

Sunday: I woke up really early and hungover from last night. I got up and decided to ride my bike around the block. I went to my local bike shop to drop off my bike for a tune-up. I called my friends and we watched Wrestlemania. We had a few beers and some pizza. I left home late and called it a night.

Overall it was an awesome weekend. One of those weekends I will never forget.