ice-cream bubbles and sunset photography.
you would think.
that no guy down in long beach island.
has ever seen a girl in their entire life.
its quite sad actually.
every year i go down to my shore house (with or without a friend) and get hit on by every passing guy in a car or the same kids riding longboards.
for the past three years i can remember the same group of guys sitting at the same corner and using the same pick up lines.
if i have to hear "hey its that surfer chick that wants to get eiffel towered" one more DAMN time i will seriously drop kick each and every one of them.
what happened to decency or respect?
i went down this weekend with carly and louis and as soon as we got through the front door we walked out the back, grabbed our boards and hit the beach. there's nothing in the world more auxhilerating then taking those first steps down to the water and diving in with the board to paddle out and wait for that one perfect wave. lou complained of the cold and went in 10 minutes after we paddled out. as weird as it is i love the feeling of just being numb all over and floating on my board. i waited as carly tried to paddle out on lous board haha. shes so funny that was a good time.
we went out later that night and bought ice cream cone bubbles to walk around with just because we're fun people. who knew what topic starters they were? lol and i never knew bubbles could be turned sexual.
apparently anything can.
the next day we woke up at 7 and went to help out at firemans breakfast. coincidentally the kids that tried to hitt on us last night walked in with their entire family. i wish i had a camera to capture the expressions on their faces when i went and served their table. oh and when i grow old i can only dream to be as cool as the older fireman down there. they were the most hilarious group of men i have ever met in my entire life.
we went out to woodies for lunch and ran into another one of the guys that hit on us. he didnt seem as offensive in the day light without his friends so we walked down to the beach and talked by the dunes. he was pretty cool and i told him how i hated being hit on anymore and i want friends down there but you really cant make them when all guys want is a piece of ass. he SEEMED like he understood until when i hugged him goodbye he tried to make out with me. best slap ever.
i hate perverts i really do.
i miss caroline. just thought id put that out there. she needs to come home!
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that no guy down in long beach island.
has ever seen a girl in their entire life.
its quite sad actually.
every year i go down to my shore house (with or without a friend) and get hit on by every passing guy in a car or the same kids riding longboards.
for the past three years i can remember the same group of guys sitting at the same corner and using the same pick up lines.
if i have to hear "hey its that surfer chick that wants to get eiffel towered" one more DAMN time i will seriously drop kick each and every one of them.
what happened to decency or respect?
i went down this weekend with carly and louis and as soon as we got through the front door we walked out the back, grabbed our boards and hit the beach. there's nothing in the world more auxhilerating then taking those first steps down to the water and diving in with the board to paddle out and wait for that one perfect wave. lou complained of the cold and went in 10 minutes after we paddled out. as weird as it is i love the feeling of just being numb all over and floating on my board. i waited as carly tried to paddle out on lous board haha. shes so funny that was a good time.
we went out later that night and bought ice cream cone bubbles to walk around with just because we're fun people. who knew what topic starters they were? lol and i never knew bubbles could be turned sexual.
apparently anything can.
the next day we woke up at 7 and went to help out at firemans breakfast. coincidentally the kids that tried to hitt on us last night walked in with their entire family. i wish i had a camera to capture the expressions on their faces when i went and served their table. oh and when i grow old i can only dream to be as cool as the older fireman down there. they were the most hilarious group of men i have ever met in my entire life.
we went out to woodies for lunch and ran into another one of the guys that hit on us. he didnt seem as offensive in the day light without his friends so we walked down to the beach and talked by the dunes. he was pretty cool and i told him how i hated being hit on anymore and i want friends down there but you really cant make them when all guys want is a piece of ass. he SEEMED like he understood until when i hugged him goodbye he tried to make out with me. best slap ever.
i hate perverts i really do.
i miss caroline. just thought id put that out there. she needs to come home!
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