Summer 2009

This summer was an okay summer. I'm not going to say it was the best summer, but I'm also not going to say it's the boring summer. This summer I went on vacation. I went to China and Hong Kong. My mom pretty much pissed me of the whole time, but I'm so glad I was away from New York. While I was there I've realize how much my friends mean to me. I've missed them so much.
This summer I also did my first internship. I intern at 95.5 WPLJ. It's a boring job but I have fun there. I wish it was a paid job though. I've decided I'm gong to stay for the fall.
This summer I have also dropped some people from my life. I dropped the one guy I thought I would be friends forever with. I have realized I don't need him at all. He's just like the rest. I have also dropped this one friend I've known for so so long. This summer is tough. I have come to realized I will drop a eight year friendship just like that. This summer have be cold. Literally, lol.
I have also gotten close with a friend I would I would never be close with. I really wish I was this close to you sooner. You're such a great friend. I wish you the best of luck in the future. You moving to California is such a heartbreak. I love you and stop it with these girls!
I also met some new friends. They're awesome. I have so much funwith them. I laugh a lot. Whenever we chill there's always a smile on my face. Meeting them I also met a 'special' friend. This special friend makes me super happy and super sad at the same time. But I will live.
I also got to party a lot this summer. I'm so glad I did. I had so much fun and all my stress went away.
I also joined the gym. That is one thing I am extremely proud of.
I also got to see some celebrities. I got to take a picture with the Victoria's Secret models and I got to see Trey Songz.
This summer over all was pretty good. I have to admit there were days when I was bored out of my mind and wish it was the weekend so I can party already but never-the-less I enjoyed this summer.
Goodbye summer. I shall miss you.

All I ever wanted

All I ever wanted, was for you to not be who you are. I want to think of you as a God or perhaps even a soldier to save me. I want to see you as a man and not a boy. I want to feel your heart and not mine telling me no. All I ever wanted, was to believe you.

The 7 People You'll Find at the Beach

The Lost Child
This little booger knows what's up. Instead of getting sunscreen-ed every 30 minutes by his ma, begging his old man to play catch with him in the water because he's not allowed to swim alone, and getting bitched out by his older sister for getting sand on her towel, he gracefully bows out. He doesn't even make a scene, he just quietly goes on a search for a better family to hang out with. As he wanders across the beach, kicking sand up until it forms a paste with his poorly rubbed-in sunscreen coat, he may look as though he's zoning out and unaware that he is getting farther and farther from his family, but make no mistake: this kid is on a mission. So when he hears his name called from the lifeguard stand, it takes a few minutes worth of frantic yelping by his mother who stole the megaphone, for him to wander back to his kin and get bombarded by tears and and more SPF 45. His escape will just have to wait till the next beach outing.

Camp Family
This gang comes just short of U-Hauling onto the beach for the day. They arrive at eleven, dragging coolers, chairs, tents and a boom box on the thrones that are their boogy boards. They are the living embodiment of a sporting goods store display window. Every member of this six-person family has brought two friends; the ideal amount for a 7-on-7 football game. Whoops, their nerf balljust hit a woman reading in a chair. This is where the Camp Family's peace keeping mantra first rings out across the sand: "My bad." This is the motto that is embossed below the Camp Family Shield. At noon, this army of enthusiasm makes a mad dash into the water, selfishly splashing those "working their way into the water." After a loud game of Marco Polo that involves leading "Marco" into an old man floating on a noodle, the team gets out for lunch. Oh, is the smoke from their elaborate grill system blowing into your face? "My bad."

The Tanners
Like seriously, there IS an exact science to getting a nice, bronze, shiny case of Melanoma. Eleven to three is the minimum, sunglasses are a must, and white toe-nail polish is essential. Keep rotating positions every three Miley Cyrus songs, and reapply baby oil every two hours. And don't forget to untie your straps; tan lines are sooo trashy. A little sun-in goes a long way. Beer makes you bloated. Ocean water dries out your hair. But no worries, if you forget the rules, just ask a tanner; they're sprawled out in little clusters all over the beach in their strapless bikinis. Just make sure you don't stand in their sun, or they'll flip [out--not positions].

The Business Man
Well that's a smart idea. Bring your Blackberry to the beach. Get sand in every button, salt water on the screen. No? Okay. Just talk on your bluetooth the whole time with your assistant Donald, sounds hardly carry on the beach. Yeah. And bring your files so stray fax papers fly around, causing those actually relaxing on the beach to play fetch with your latest business proposal. Don't spend the beach day with your pubescent children, or your menopausal wife, after all, you're the one putting the food on the table. Wait, Don? Are you there? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?

The "Not a Beach Person"
"I'm just not a beach person," he shrugs, as he gets out of the car. Keeping his Reebok sneakers on, he says, "I don't like the feeling of sand." He gets to the beach and sits down, Indian-style, on the blanket, insisting that "chairs are too hard to get out of." When the rest of the group decides to go swimming, he remains; "salt water hurts my eyes." He should at least take off his Walk for Diabetes' T-Shirt shirt so he can get some color. Nope. He doesn't want to get burned. Does he want to read a book? No, the sand interferes with the integrity of the binding. Does he want to buy a snack from the vender? No, he doubts the cleanliness of the cart. Does he want to just go home? No, he wants to keep complaining.

The Show-Off's
The term "beach body" was invented by these people. They put your last-minute diet (ok, fine, you just skipped breakfast) to shame. These people are hot. And they know it. While you spend the whole day sucking in, awkwardly leaning back on your elbows while you sit so your gut looks (sort of) flatter, these people frolic with abandon. So you might as well put that giant t-shirt back on, because you've already lost. If you frolicked, you'd look like a Jello pudding cup, but these people know what they're doing. The men dive for frisbees and the women emerge from the water with the knowledge that they are going to be in your dreams tonight. Don't pretend they won't. Even the way these people pick their bathing suit wedgies is magic.

Chewbaca
Point blank: hair plus water doesn't equal anything good. You know these guys (and some ladies), the helpless hair bastards. They spend all winter growing these full-body coats, all spring contemplating the hair removal section of their local drugstore, and all summer trying to comb sand out of their tangled bodyhair. This hair doesn't just stay in the regular places either. This is top-of-the-shoulder, over-the-knuckles, above-the-ass-crack,back-of-the-thighs stuff. It's hopeless. You would feel bad for them if you weren't so busy trying not to puke.

Stop making me happy.

Let's call the whole thing off.

I don't want to smile when I hear your name. I don't want my heart to beat nonstop when I know I'm about to see you. I don't want to wait for your IM. i don't want this type of happiness. I don't want drama. I don't want you.

Goodbye 'friend'

You were there since day one. We went way back, since the 5th grade I believe. You've always told me you got my back. I still remember the fun we had when we go out and find ourselves doing random stuff. Shenanigans was our middle name. 'Bros over hoes.' You made that so clear. You taught me that. But ever since she came around you haven't been the same. You listening to everything she says. You're not the man I used to know. You don't even show up half the time anymore. The Bro Code seems to have disappeared in your heart. You want to end our friendship just because she says so. Well, good luck in life because you will never hear, speak, or see me ever again. Goodbye 'friend.' And I don't hate her, I hate you. For leaving me at a time like this.

My dirty little secret

-Cracks me up all the time
-Makes me sad sometimes
-Brings out the devil in me
-May actually care
-Confused?
But it's okay. Cause that's how I know I'm human and still alive.

But, he's a jerk.

Boy: Why don't you think of me anymore. Girl: Cause I've found happiness in another man. Boy: But, he's a jerk. He's no good for you. Girl: So were you.

You're not who I thought you were. You're not the same. I tried too many times to chill but you keep pushing it. I've had it. It's time I officially say, you're out of my life for good.

Sunday confessions.

At first, it was just for fun and sex. She liked the danger cause it was exciting. Now she fell and don't know how to walk away. Oh how dangerously exciting this is.

To all the stupid bitches out there

When a man puts his fucking hands on you, it's a sign to leave. If he cheats, it's a sign to leave. If he disrespects you in ANY way, it's a sign to leave. If he makes you cry a river, it's a sign to leave. I don't understand females sometimes. WHY DO YOU STAY WITH HIM?! EHHHHHHHHHH. Don't be stupid, God -.-"

Fun crazy thigns to do this summer

-sleep at a beach
-skinny dipping
-sleep in a park
-throw atleast 10 park parties
-have a bonfire
-camp in the backyard
-ride the subway all day
-play midnight subway cart game (run from subway cart to subway cart before the doors close)
-go pool hopping at night
-throw a themed party (ex. football bros and cheerleading hoes)
-wear bra and panties outside of clothes for a day
-bbq and brewskies
-water gun drive by
-have a picnic on a roof
-go to a concert after party
-go to a spa
-go go-karting
-drive in theatre
-graffiti something
-go paint balling
-laser quest
-have dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory
-Old Fashioned Slip and Slide!
-Water Skiing
-Moon Bounce
-Water Gun/Water Balloon Fights
-Try a new food every day
-Canoeing
- roll down a hill
- create a scrapbook together
- sleep under the stars
- roll in mudd
- truth or dare
- climb a tree