There's no place like home to make me feel alone

[sorry I took so long like a bum. also, sorry that it's written in the past.]

Tonight was spent fangirling over Yellowcard.

With Cardy #1 not present, we were free to scream and cry and squeal and sigh. We obsessed over Ryan Key and sang every harmony we could. We couldn't stop smiling.

I was supposed to text her when I got home and I didn't. Dang.

There's something about loving a band with someone else. Janelle and #1 and Yellowcard all go hand in hand. I can't listen to the music without thinking of them, and I can't talk to them without mentioning the music. Tonight, the music was both the main attraction and the backdrop to our conversation about life and boys and drawing in the dark. It was the constant in our formula of friendship. Sometimes, we go on adventures and sometimes we are the most boring people who thought eating microwave popcorn and sitting on facebook was exciting.

But the music is always there.