This photograph was taken after one of the worst weekends of my life. I had only been in college for two weeks, but I decided to return home and visit my recent ex-love for his birthday. Though I had planned for some sort of reconciliation, nothing of the sort occurred that weekend. Instead, I lost myself at the beach.
On that Saturday, my old friends invited me to a bonfire at Golden Gardens. Six of us packed into a tiny white station wagon. We looked like we were in a clown car that got caught in the snow. Inside the car were many logs and a suspicious jar of gas. Not surprisingly, I thought that I was going to die that day.
Somehow, we avoided explosives and arrived at the beach. Once there, we met up with some of our inebriated friends. Upon arriving, I knew that I wasn't going to have fun. My wonderfully drunk friend Woody asked me how college was three times in a three-minute time span. To make matters worse, my good friends Michael and Madeline left me to "look for wood". They didn't come back for hours. I ate smores by myself.
After many hours of waiting in limbo, my ex called and asked if I wanted to see him. I had lost my will and patience at that point, so I refused. He hung up with a huff. After looking for wood for over an hour, Michael and Madeline returned. They apologized, but I didn't care to hear their pleas. To put myself in better spirits, I decided to sing Disney songs. Soon, other people started singing alone with me. For the first time in weeks, I felt happy.
The next morning, Michael dropped off cupcakes that he and Madeline made for me as an apology. I ate them all for breakfast and, as you might expect, I had quite a tummy ache.
On that Saturday, my old friends invited me to a bonfire at Golden Gardens. Six of us packed into a tiny white station wagon. We looked like we were in a clown car that got caught in the snow. Inside the car were many logs and a suspicious jar of gas. Not surprisingly, I thought that I was going to die that day.
Somehow, we avoided explosives and arrived at the beach. Once there, we met up with some of our inebriated friends. Upon arriving, I knew that I wasn't going to have fun. My wonderfully drunk friend Woody asked me how college was three times in a three-minute time span. To make matters worse, my good friends Michael and Madeline left me to "look for wood". They didn't come back for hours. I ate smores by myself.
After many hours of waiting in limbo, my ex called and asked if I wanted to see him. I had lost my will and patience at that point, so I refused. He hung up with a huff. After looking for wood for over an hour, Michael and Madeline returned. They apologized, but I didn't care to hear their pleas. To put myself in better spirits, I decided to sing Disney songs. Soon, other people started singing alone with me. For the first time in weeks, I felt happy.
The next morning, Michael dropped off cupcakes that he and Madeline made for me as an apology. I ate them all for breakfast and, as you might expect, I had quite a tummy ache.
And that's the condensed story of my life.
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Er, when was the picture taken?
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Why do you ask?
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