memories are what keep me awayke
the beach was fucking awesome
never have i seen so many people my age before crammed into one little area.
heres some highlights:
sober bus rides when everyones drunk
drunken bus rides when everyones sober
water park (seriously a trip down childhood memory lane)
haunted house/ boardwalk rides
going to bed when the sun came up, or not at all
good friends
seeing people from school who would never get drunk. get drunk.
over 100 ft. seafood buffet
sleeping on the beach getting a tan
almost getting evicted a million times
hanging out with 2 gay men
hanging out with 2 very hot gentlemen from PA (kurt n bear)
voo doo blue and lennex show
smoking cigars with fun people
seeing people from work go buckwild
sharing a hotel room with 3 guys (i wouldn't recommend it)
mad games of beer pong in which i suck at
damn theres more but i can't think of it all at once
all in all im glad its over bcuz seriously one cannot live like that forever. it just becomes one entangled ball of sin, lust and drunkeness. and then the days get mushed into eachother and everythings a big blur. its like your watching yourself from a distance, like in a movie and your like "no don't do that, thats bad" but you can't stop it, you just watch it continue.
me spinning.
my posse for the week.
crab feast.
you can count on me being there for next beach week though ;o)
never have i seen so many people my age before crammed into one little area.
heres some highlights:
sober bus rides when everyones drunk
drunken bus rides when everyones sober
water park (seriously a trip down childhood memory lane)
haunted house/ boardwalk rides
going to bed when the sun came up, or not at all
good friends
seeing people from school who would never get drunk. get drunk.
over 100 ft. seafood buffet
sleeping on the beach getting a tan
almost getting evicted a million times
hanging out with 2 gay men
hanging out with 2 very hot gentlemen from PA (kurt n bear)
voo doo blue and lennex show
smoking cigars with fun people
seeing people from work go buckwild
sharing a hotel room with 3 guys (i wouldn't recommend it)
mad games of beer pong in which i suck at
damn theres more but i can't think of it all at once
all in all im glad its over bcuz seriously one cannot live like that forever. it just becomes one entangled ball of sin, lust and drunkeness. and then the days get mushed into eachother and everythings a big blur. its like your watching yourself from a distance, like in a movie and your like "no don't do that, thats bad" but you can't stop it, you just watch it continue.
me spinning.
my posse for the week.
crab feast.
you can count on me being there for next beach week though ;o)