the power of the beach im sleepy but its morning. summer is practically over which is sad and a relief at the same time. this summer sucked. this summer was near close to one of the worst summers i ever had. but i truly believe in the power of this next week at the beach to make it all ok. this summer mostly revolved aroumd evil cars. to make an insanely long story short i had the rusty red bullet for 7 years more or less..accident free... and the mechanic told me it was only going to make it till spring.. and then summer was here and it was indeed dead. and so after much stomach wrenching and where will i get money i got a loan from my aunt and uncle and got a new car. well new to me of course.. which was still great. i could drive on the highway again! hah. in total i had that car a little over a week. on the first day of my second summer job (watching my 3 cousins) i was taking my cousin to a birthday party and kablammmey. good bye car. ugh. so i was at an intersection.. a two way stop.. and i stop..and i look and theres no one coming..and im halfway through the intersection and i see out of the corner of my eye a large ugly orange truck rocketing towards us. im sure i swore.. or maybe not.. but he was going so fast the car spun around and we were facing back the way we came. we were both perfectly fine. the ass in the truck suddenly wasnt ok once there was police there.. but he jumped out of his truck before to run up to my window and ask me what the hell happened. ass. he had no shirt on. and tacky nipple rings. i think i knew that was the end of the car when they shoveled all the broken glass up off the street and dumped it in the back seat. lucky too all my art work was in the trunk which also remained unmangled.. and more so no one was in the backseat because as the oh so comforting officer told me they probably wouldve been dead. you dont even know how thankful i am that my other little cousin didnt want to go with us for the ride. and so. all that sat on me and wore on me and ate away at my stomach all summer. everywhere i was waiting for someone else to hit me. i hated the responsibility of watching my cousins because i was so afraid something bad would happen to them and i didnt want it to be my fault. and my cousins always have to be somewhere so i was constantly driving them somehere and freaking out inside the whole time. so i drove a rental for close to a month.. and by the grace of god and some insurance lady having a bad day.. who gave me even more then they had already proposed to give me for the totalled car.. i was able to get another one. and im finally starting to feel ok. its mostly mind over matter.. and a little wishing. summer definitely isnt my time. but. BUT. the whole reason for this entry is to let that all go and grin because its finally vacation week. we're going to cape cod.. to the cottages on that road.. the sandy small private road where every summer was spent growing up. and i love this place. the beach in our back yard.. sand for a front yard. no responsibility.. margaritas.. smoking on the beach.. waking up to that sea breeze.. im feeling better already and i havent even left yet. i dont want to go back to school again but it doesnt matter because i have this week. me and the sun melting it all away. |