I remember the last few months of school. I anticipated summer so much. I expected going out almost every night. Parties. Tons of friends to see. Things to see, places to go. It's not looking like that. I've stayed in Nashua. No parties. I've seen a select few friends (I love you guys though). I don't know. Maybe things will turn around.
Anyway, yesterday I went to Wells Beach, Maine with Peter after I got out of work. After getting lost for 30 minutes, we were on our way. Took a long walk on the beach, went in the water, walked on the jeti, and talked about everything last summer and how it was practically a movie. I had fun. That beach is the most beautiful place, filled with the most beautiful people.
I go to the beach with no make-up and my nautrally curly hair. Yea. Suck it.
So, this is the first time ever I've had some boobs in a bathing suit? wtf? (granted they were pushed together a little from the way I took the picture.) Ah, I love this picture. Suck it if you don't.
Peter.
Catching the rays.
I love the beach more than anything in the world.
Curls. No make-up. Oh natural Jo.
Peter.
I love the jeti.
The sun started to set and it was time to head on home.
The drive home under this bridge is always sad. I hate leaving Maine.
"Johnson&Dix"....what the fack?