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Let me begin by saying, or maybe yelling, Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone! Gotta love being Irish!
As the end of the school year approaches I find that I am becoming more and more impatient and anxious. I just want school to be over now. The graduation projects need to be over. Summer needs to be here or maybe just Memorial Day weekend. I miss Wildwood. May 10th, the day I call Marina about the job, seems like it will never be here. There are 55 days until I call here and I’m guessing close to 70 until I actually begin working down there, which would be Memorial Day weekend. I’m pretty sure everyone feels the same way about graduation and graduation projects.
Last summer had to be one of the best summers. Sadly, Labor Day came and went and we no longer had the condo in Wildwood. I look forward to seeing George Wesley perform at Westy’s. I look forward to just going to Westy’s again. I look forward to the sound of the arcades and the laughter and screaming coming from the tiny amusement parks. Believe it or not, I look forward to hearing “Watch the tram car, please,” constantly and the song “Lo Que Paso, Paso” on repeat in the store Kreations (where I will be working).
When the weather reached the high 60s to low 70s I found I began listening to “Lo Que Paso, Paso” and “Hotel California” over and over again. Those two songs were the most played in Wildwood. “Hotel California”, by The Eagles, was mostly played in bars/pubs and on the radio station down there, while “Lo Que Paso, Paso” by Daddy Yankee, was mostly played in “my” store. I look forward to being bumped around on the boardwalk and the obnoxiously loud crowds on the boardwalk and around our condo area.
There were a lot of “I’s” in the last paragraph…
As for my grandfather, he was doing much better as of Tuesday, but then Wednesday they gave him too much to eat and his stomach could not handle it. Right before we left he started feeling nauseas, so I left a little sooner than my mom and grandfather. I cannot stand it when someone feels sick because then I start to feel sick and nauseas. He never got sick, but in the middle of the night they had to insert a tube. Sadly, instead of being able to go home on Thursday, he has to stay a few more days (meaning maybe until Monday). He is so upset and I don’t blame him. He just wants to go home, be somewhere that makes him feel comfortable.
Tonight is the James Blunt concert! So exciting! Danielle will be at my house by 6:30 and Peter will pick us up and take us down to the Tower Theater then back home. Cannot wait!
As the end of the school year approaches I find that I am becoming more and more impatient and anxious. I just want school to be over now. The graduation projects need to be over. Summer needs to be here or maybe just Memorial Day weekend. I miss Wildwood. May 10th, the day I call Marina about the job, seems like it will never be here. There are 55 days until I call here and I’m guessing close to 70 until I actually begin working down there, which would be Memorial Day weekend. I’m pretty sure everyone feels the same way about graduation and graduation projects.
Last summer had to be one of the best summers. Sadly, Labor Day came and went and we no longer had the condo in Wildwood. I look forward to seeing George Wesley perform at Westy’s. I look forward to just going to Westy’s again. I look forward to the sound of the arcades and the laughter and screaming coming from the tiny amusement parks. Believe it or not, I look forward to hearing “Watch the tram car, please,” constantly and the song “Lo Que Paso, Paso” on repeat in the store Kreations (where I will be working).
When the weather reached the high 60s to low 70s I found I began listening to “Lo Que Paso, Paso” and “Hotel California” over and over again. Those two songs were the most played in Wildwood. “Hotel California”, by The Eagles, was mostly played in bars/pubs and on the radio station down there, while “Lo Que Paso, Paso” by Daddy Yankee, was mostly played in “my” store. I look forward to being bumped around on the boardwalk and the obnoxiously loud crowds on the boardwalk and around our condo area.
There were a lot of “I’s” in the last paragraph…
As for my grandfather, he was doing much better as of Tuesday, but then Wednesday they gave him too much to eat and his stomach could not handle it. Right before we left he started feeling nauseas, so I left a little sooner than my mom and grandfather. I cannot stand it when someone feels sick because then I start to feel sick and nauseas. He never got sick, but in the middle of the night they had to insert a tube. Sadly, instead of being able to go home on Thursday, he has to stay a few more days (meaning maybe until Monday). He is so upset and I don’t blame him. He just wants to go home, be somewhere that makes him feel comfortable.
Tonight is the James Blunt concert! So exciting! Danielle will be at my house by 6:30 and Peter will pick us up and take us down to the Tower Theater then back home. Cannot wait!