Simon's Blog - August 17, 2004

Simon blogs about the Warped Tour and meeting a new girlfriend in his free online teen journal.

August 17, 2004

Me and Ben took in the Warped Tour in Detroit on Sunday and man was it ever sick. Ben's mom dropped us off at the show and we arrived just in time to see Yellowcard hit the stage. There were people everywhere, bands all over the place - it was unbelieveable. Me and Ben pushed through to the front and were about 20 feet from the stage!

We ran into a friend of Ben's older brother who gave me a lift up on his hand and sent me crowd surfing. It was wild - everyone was pushing me back and forth, closer to the stage. It was pretty fun but I was a little scared someone was going to drop me. I started to feel a bit sick and my head started to spin, then all of sudden I crashed to the ground. I'm not sure what happenned - some chump must have let me go. There were people everywhere, yelling at me and the music was blasting. I got up of the ground and people in the crowd pushed me towards the back. I started looking for Ben but couldn't find him - all I could find was a massive lump on the back of my head.

I was looking for a place to sit down, when I heard someone say, "Are you okay. You hit the ground hard. That was awesome!" I looked up and there was this super hot chick talking to me. "I'm okay," I said. "It's just a small bump." The girl said she'd take me to First Aid. I was still a bit dazed and she was super hot, so I went with her. She was talking to me about music and stuff but I wasn't really listening. All I kept thinking about was how hot this girl was.

The First Aid dude looked me over and gave me some ice for my head, while the girl kept me company for a bit, until Ben tracked me down. I wanted to just stay and talk to this girl but she said she had to meet up with her friends. "My name's Rachel by the way," the girl said. "Here's my number - hope your head feels better." She wrote her phone number on my hand, drew a heart at the end of it, smiled at me and walked away. I just stood there like a moron, wishing I'd said something else to her. The rest of the day and the whole ride back home, I totally forgot about the bump on my head and kept thinking about this Rachel chick.

What do you peeps think? Has that fall on my head made me a little love struck? Should I give Rachel a call? what you think.

Later,