Loud music, 5 guys, 3 girls and 2 beers

... and no peer pressure. Yeah I went to a bar last night. Here's the story before you start asking questions.

So you remember Simon- that senior guy? Well his mom's birthday was yesterday, so we met up at this pizza place in Geneva. They invited this other family and like a bunch of cousins. They were like 17ish though, so I didn't really fit in. I sat next to this one Austrailian girl who was nice I guess. And then there was this red-haired guy that looked sort of like Ron (he was named Jacob, and was good friends with the girl), this other guy with glasses named Reuben, Simon and this other guy named Alex with cool hair that was like pushed to the side. So while we waited for the food, the girl, Simon and Alex were talking about injuries and Zach and Reuben and Jacob were talking about school or something. I sat in the middle more or less of these two conversations, mostly listening to the injuries one. But before the main conversation, the boys had to get up and go to the bathroom, so that was hectic 'cause they were sitting against the wall so the girl had to move her table a lot. But yeah. Zach was fitting in pretty well towards the end, which was cool. The pizza was pretty good. Not the best. It took awhile to come though.
Then we walked a block or so to this bar at around 10. I could hear the music before we walked in. Loud drums. The door was small, and getting into the bar was close to impossible. There were so many people already in there, and about 10 more trying to get in. We had to push past people and be rude. But whatever. The lyrics to the song were "it's a long way to the top if you wanna rock and roll". As I walked in, I just said to myself, "yeah sure". We eventually got to a spot where we could have some personal space. Everyone around us were drinking beers while the singer did an air-guitar impression. It was wild. So we hung out there for a bit. It was very loud. Couldn't hear the guitar much. Luckily no smoking. Then we went outside. It was sort of cold. Simon gave me his jacket. He was pretty cool I guess. Then the girl and Simon got beers. It was legal, 'cause the drinking age here is like 17. Jacob drank some beer too. And the other guys took sips sort of too. My dad asked if I wanted a coke, but I didn't. I was pretty full.
We went back inside after a little to hear the music. They were playing like Red Hot Chili Peppers or something. The bassist was Simon's uncle. They were a pretty good band I guess. Then, as we were walking back to the roomy-ish area, this guy who must have been one of the bosses starting shaking his head when he said me. He asked for my name and told me I was too young. So I had to stay with him till my dad came over. I didn't blame the guy. And honestly, it wasn't like this place was in my top ten. So I didn't mind going outside. The other guys came out then and we talked more. I was sort of out of place, being 13. But whatever. It was interesting. They couldn't get beer after 11 or something. Then we left at like 11:30. We probably won't see those kids again, 'cept for Simon. It was fun I guess. Maybe.

Then today, I slept in till 1. I went to this mall with my mom to get our friends swatches. It was cool, 'cause on this bus this guy said he liked my shirt. I was wearing my Strong Bad hoodie. I just said, "thanks," My mom asked him if he knew about the cartoon and said it was the best. He said yeah. He was Scottish. Slight accent, but spoke English. Looked around 20 something. Glasses, clean-shaven, green shirt, tan hoodie. So yeah. That was cool. Then we got some pizza and went home. I was tired. We'll watch the game tonight. I still have a bunch of HW to do. Sigh. But I might podcast today. So yeah...