So, normally when I come on LJ, I'll leave a quick note of what I did for the month and normally set in on private. No reason, I just feel like keeping things to myself, is all (not like it really matters anyway, the only people who comment are Meghan and Lindsay - you're probably reading now so HEY GUYS!!!).

Anyhoo...I had a really amazing night yesterday, so I want to document it. And I guess I want to make it public because...I don't know! Whatever. Get ready for like 85395783 paragraphs.

I've been working 7 days a week. Yeah, I know...effed up right? Mon-Fri, 8-4:30 at Cymax downtown, and then Sat-Sun at 8-Rinks. Hell. But I did get both my paychecks today and I must say...I HAVE NEVER SEEN SO MUCH MONEY IN MY BANK ACCOUNT. EVER. Anyhoo, because I work so damn much, I'm never doing anything social. Kinda sucks. Which is why I was so happy to go out last night.

My boyfriend is on the street team for Major Lazer, who is M.I.A.'s two producers Diplo and Switch coming together to make a project. They're both DJs and make some sick dancehall music. It's funny...ever since I started dating a DJ, I've totally started opening my ears to electronic music, and I love it. I mean, I've been listening to Daft Punk and Aphex Twin for a while, but those are just the beginning when it comes to electro. Lots of it is shit, but when you look around, you can find amazing DJs. My latest obsession is Pilooski - you've probably heard his Franki Valli remix on the Adidas commercial? He is AMAZING. He remixes old songs and makes them sound completely new. He remixed Nina Simone's "Take Care of Business" (which is an incredible song to begin with) and added this crazy beat to it...he's fantastic.

OK, where was I? Oh yeah, Major Lazer. They were scheduled to tour here, and I was totally down to go, but not really in the mood to buy a ticket. Thankfully, I review shows for Guttersnipe News (an online magazine) so I emailed my editor and asked if he could get me tickets...score! My b/f was also supposed to be on the guestlist for his street teaming, so he invited his friend John, and I invited Monica from our program at school. Monica & I met up earlier at Cafe Crepe to split a pitcher, and she ended up buying us a round of Jagerbombs. Those things get to me quick, I gotta tell ya.

Anyway, my man & his bud showed up after we were done our pitcher (and pretty much hammed already). They ordered another 2 PITCHERS and holy eff, I was...you don't even want to know, haha. THEN they head to the liquor store to shotgun more beers, and then offer TWO to Monica and me...so I'm gonna guess I had around 4 glasses of beer and then a can and a half...plus that Jagerbomb...I was not pretty by this point. Monica actually PUKED a little bit, oh my god it was hilarious.

So when I get up to the ticket people to get my tix, I gotta fill out this form 'cuz I'm press, blah blah blah. I was TOO DRUNK to fill it out. My writing was ILLEGIBLE. HAHAH. They still accepted it anyhow. One little problem came up - my boy was supposed to talk to the promoter to get his tickets, and he wasn't showing. They waited outside for about ten minutes, and he never came out. They were just gonna buy tickets, but then apparently some Asian girls came up to them and GAVE them tickets. Hahah. Talk about good luck?

Once we get in, Monica buys me a freaking gin & tonic, and I'm pretty much falling on my face. Seriously, it was insane. Then Major Lazer comes out, everybody runs up to the stage, everyone freaks out...it was crazy. I have never been so sweaty in my whole life. I was dancing with everyone, there were no stupid assholes, enough room to breathe...best dance pit I've ever been in.

Then the ladies get called up ON STAGE to dance. So I'm like...why not? I had lost Monica at this point, so I hopped up there myself with like 10 other girls and just went for it. It was such a freaking rush!! I can't believe I can now say I have danced onstage at the Commodore. Haha.

It ended around midnight, which was so weird for me, because I'm a grandma and go to sleep at 10. Haha. Monica ended up leaving with her friends, and I stayed with boy and John, plus Billy had shown up too. Random event of the night: I'm gonna guess that they were fifteen year olds who got into the show on fakes, and they were from Brighton? Yeah they talked to me for like a half hour, hahaha. Woooooo Britain. How I love thee. They gave me some sort of flower and I planted it in the sidewalk gravel. Hahahhaa.

So here's the kicker of the night: as we're walking to John's car, my man & I sort of got ahead of the other two I guess, and we just stayed in one spot and hugged for a while. Twas cute. Twas even cuter when John comes around the corner and goes "Oh get a room you two" and boy shouts "CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE IN LOVE???"

Now, he's never told me he loves me before, and I know this was a joking remark, but my stupid girl brain is all like "OMG HE JUST SAID HE LOVED ME". To prove that he does: as we continue walking to the car, boyfriend goes "Oh hey, that's my ex-girlfriend's house", and I'm like, "Is that supposed to make me jealous or something?" and he just laughed and went "I dunno it's just a fact" and I say "Well it's not like I care anyways since you're with me now", and he goes... "Yeah, I didn't love her anyway" and looks at me in the SWEETEST way possible and kisses me, and I pretty much died right there on the spot.

NOW is the part where I'm gonna get deep.

I've only been in love one other time in my life, and it was for two. freaking. years. It was grade 7 when it started. Now, I know people are like "How can one know real love at such an age?" but trust me. Twas love. It made me SICK to think about him because I loved him so much. When we FINALLY started going out in grade 9, something happened. When I look at it gradually, as we dated, each day I fell a little more out of love with him. Which is so strange, don't you think? With him, I guess I just wasn't ready to be in love. It was too overwhelming for me.

Now that I'm in love again...it's completely different. It doesn't make me sick, it makes me happy. I love him more and more each day instead of less and less. I think it's because I know what I want, and so does he, and we just sort of...fit. This is definitely the best thing that's happened to me...probably in my life. I know that sounds strong, but I feel like I have something to live for now. Someone to really put my life into. And it feels so good.

So, yeah - last night = killer.

Peace out, y'alls.

I have a boy.

It's pretty great.

I like him.

And he likes me (WHY???).

He grew a moustache this week.

It's actually kind of attractive.

As strange as that may sound.

We hung out at Burnaby Lake today in the sunshine.

There were so many effing birds there.

So damn awesome.

Nobody at school knows yet.

But I honestly don't care.

It's kind of fun to sit in class, smiling at each other.

And nobody knows.

We're going to Lougheed Mall tomorrow to run some errands.

I'm excited.

I have literally said this a million times to myself...

I have a boy.

He is all mine.

And that makes me happy.

I'm pretty sure driving around Stanley Park with my family after my parent's anniversary dinner listening to Keane and discussing song for song is one of the best times I've ever experienced, as lame as that seems.