Yesterday I spontaneously took my baby cousin to a Panic! At the Disco concert. The first one hundred people were allowed in so we waited in line for oh, about seven hours. We didn't mind much though, aside from the heat and sitting on concrete, we had a blast talking about the most random things. I realized how much I missed this girl; saw her maybe once this entire summer though she practically lives down the street. Fifteen-year-olds are growing up entirely too fast by the way, I want to keep her little and innocent forever..
Burritos, ice cream, coffee, and good company made time spent in line with preteens completely worth it.