Pitbull & Kesha
June 27 @ 7:30PM
Aaron's Amphitheatre, Atlanta, GA
You met four of your best friends downtown with your mom's SUV. You drove three hours. You stopped for dinner and fought Atlanta traffic. You listened to shitty music. You parked and liberally applied glitter. You took outfit photos of everyone but yourself. You ran to the lawn. You got there just as Kesha was starting. You jammed. You bought beer. You covered yourselves in more glitter. You got soaking wet during something that made torrential downpour sound lighthearted. You stuffed yourselves under the overhang at the amphitheatre. You danced to Pitbull so hard that you probably strained your MCL. You loved the world and everything in it.
And then you got back to your car and found out those bitches in the Jeep next to you had sideswiped your mom's SUV and you would never hear the end of it.
Three weeks later, you're still finding glitter in your bed, your car, and your hair.
You're happy with that.