Jun 30, 2003 18:59
To Whom it may Concern:
I went to the beach today, although the sun didn't really shine for me today until I got home. I wanted to watch a crab walk by but nothing comes out alive from the waters of Orchard Beach. Anyway, back to my beach story...if that's what you'd liek to call it. So in order to avoid the dreadful burns u get from a cloudy day i lathered sun screen on my bikini clad bod and laid out in the sun for three hours,cooking my body from front to back. You can say it's like flipping flap jacks. My lil bro bitched throughtout the whole ideal about how he wants to be a pale boy like a vamp. Oh great, I sense the goth in him. To escape his ranting and raving I walked on the sandy dunes...wait thats called the beach, and decided to scope out the lifeguards. Alas, dear friend, none were good looking. Their stomachs protruded, and one could say it was du to the over consumption of alcoholic beverages. Their faces were smashed in, set with the lines of time, and they smoked. Now I can name something wrong with this picture: Lifeguards should be physically fit. Why the hell do they have guts and smoke? Do I want the person saving me to be gasping for air as he attempts to fish me out from the raging waves? No, I WANT TO LIVE!!! I have more of a chance of me swimming away (note that I can't swim at all, which means I'd still die. But anyway back to the epic called "Beach").
I flaunted myself about the beach in my bikin for nothing. Jen got no hot guys looking at her just all the wrong guys. lololololol. I thought at least one good looking dude would be there.
And so disappointed from thsi journey I set off on the 12 bus home to sleep, chat, and write to you, to who it may concern.
Best,
Jen