It's Happening

I've been having the time of my life recently. I got to see my favorite band play their last show at UCLA on Thursday, and needless to say I made a spectacle of myself in the best of ways. Sweat was streaming down my body, but I couldn't really feel the heat due to the extreme high of excitement and love. A close friend made the journey from San Clemente to UCLA with me, pushing the limits of her rickety auction car. I waited in a bustling group of fans afterward for a picture with Kelcey (who seems to be very down-to-earth and is very nice.) I had nothing prepared for him to sign, so I handed him the only thing I had on me, which was my Coach wallet. His signature makes it better. :) I realized in the heat of the day that I was experiencing true happiness. I was with my close friend, on a beautiful college campus, under a blue sky, listening to my favorite tunes, complete bliss. We journeyed the 1 1/2 home with a bag of gummy worms, beef jerky, Mr. Goodbar, chex mix, and large bottled waters. The happiness hasn't drained just yet either, though I've been mulling over the things I should have told Kelcey, the things that were lost in my jittery nerves, and shaking hands. I would have told him that I'm going to Saddleback, that I live in SC, that my friend (don't be weirded out) bought his brother's car, and that I have mastered "Who knows, who cares" on the piano. I'm a fan. What can I say?
Last night I kicked off spring break with my lovely ladies... and a fine gentleman. We ventured deep into irvine  after our plans to hike went south. We found ourselves in the midst of a self-proclaimed Korean town at a restaurant called Guppy. It was hot, but once again, I couldn't really feel the uncomfortable heat. We ate and ordered ridiculous things, like a 25lb shaved ice/fruit bowl that came in a glass conch shell. we wandered and laughed until we couldn't wander anymore. we took pictures and captured the dwindling time we have left.
It's happened. It's starting to hit everyone that we only have two months left to basque in each other's  company. I love my friends so much that it hurts to think we must part. If I didn't have my camera, I don't know what I'd do. I skim through the memories often and hope for more, and they come along more often than not. We've been going places with no plan of the perfect outcome. Sometimes the places we go aren't the places we meant to end up at. Sometimes the things we really want to do don't fall into place as we'd hoped, but we always look for more. We never throw our hands up and let the day slip away, we stay in contact and follow each other's cars down the freeway until we see somewhere we'd like to be. We pick up and hang up until we're together again. I've realized that it doesn't matter worth a nickle where we are or end up, as long as we're together we laugh until we cry, we cry until we need to laugh, and we wander until the sky goes pitch. It's happening.