Okay.

Jun 01, 2005 14:06

Monday my family and I decided to go to the beach. At 5 p.m. Typically, you might think that's too late to enjoy some tropical paradise. You'd think wrong. It was beautiful. Alas, we decided to try a new locale for kicks and hit up Satellite Beach, which is just a rock floor with algae and sea weed growing on it and crawling up your ankles. Gross. Jordan & I tossed around a tennis ball. And it being so late in the day, the waves weren't strong enough to push a boogie board. I knew that. I live here. This tourist family to my right did not. A mother watched her two kids, one of each gender, who couldn't figure out how to use their matching souvenier boogie boards. The girl plopped down on the shore line and waited for the water to come back up and push her. Proving boys are not smarter than girls, the boy would just throw his board out in the water. It wouldn't make it far, as boogie boards aren't frisbees. And then he just stood there, not knowing how to go about getting it back. Because you wouldn't step in the water for these things, the monsters will eat you.

I remember in Arkansas almost feeling bad for the stigma that we hold against people who aren't from our state. The people who don't know what it's like to see the sun everyday and call the ocean their backyard. Like their brains didn't properly develop as a result of it and we have to forgive them for their shortcomings. I remember thinking, 'Wow, maybe that's harsh and MAYBE it's just a cultural difference between continental regions.' Then things like this happen and I can only shake my head and forgive them, for all their shortcomings.

By the by, I turn 19 on the tenth and if you want me to like you, you had BETTER MAKE MY PHONE RING. Party details soon to come but we're waiting for Sarah Newberry to hit up the area later this month.
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