Candy commercials

When I eat a York pepper mint patty I totally go into slow mo and slow music comes on. When I take that first refreshing bite I totally smile and groan like I just hit orgasm.( yes I did just say that word)
Ok so I'm lying. But who in the world eats candy like that?!
Nobody.
And if they do they are making fun of those commercials.
Now that I have done :)

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camels and sex wagons

"so the other day i was driving down the road and..."

this is how i will now start off conversations.. or vear off conversations when they take off on a awkward path. 

in all truth the other day i was not driving my car, i was, however, driving my friends car a.k.a. the big red sex wagon ( named for reasons we won't discuss) ahh yes, glorious times at the beach. how i miss them already. 

i want to blog about some of the highlights.. but without giving really long stories its just not the same. and i don't really feel like it at the moment. i will however tell you that at wild wings cafe ( great chicken! btw) they have a real live freaking camel named Cracker. and he is so cute and nice. like a giant dog that you can ride.. i really wanted to. but i didn't wanted to be the really fat straw that broke the camel's back. haha.. yes pun totally intended! was that a pun?? ah who cares? i certainly don't :) 

camel was getting frisky with meh

so today was/is father's day... maybe we just shouldn't talk about that one..

(i will say that we went to my dad's church and they have a pretty impressive worship team. hate to say this but i liked it a lot better than my church. it consisted of 13 people all belting out joyful noises. )

today also is the day my best friend left for Cali. luc-key! 

i wanna go back to the beach. ugh! 

this week i will start my job hunt! pray with me that i will get something. 

anything!

irish man neck sweat

so last night was my last night at the beach and my sister and her boyfriend came down and the fab little trio that we are decided to hit the town.

we started the night off with dinner at the Japanese house called miyabi's ( i think that's spelled right) where we got sat with three sista's and this couple that consisted of this really hot guy and his rockingham version of barbie. since i was on the end.. the third wheel is always is on the end... i had no choice but to listen in on their conversation. turns out barbie is a psych nurse. she said that like 20 freaking 20! dinner was pretty great.. the chef cook our rice in a male reproduction organ shape in honor of one of the sista's birthdays. that was amazing.

then we went to Broadway at the beach and hit up senor frogs.

it was going pretty good but three shots in i was just getting board. finally we got on the dance floor, and if  i had a penny for every butt i touched i'd be rich. that was cool for a while.. expect the whole sweating part and all the couples trying to get it on around me.

fyi: i am not. repeat not. a grinder. my awkwardly shaped body is just not made for that.

we ventured outside ( you are probably wondering where the Irish sweat comes in.. i'm getting there!) and there was a band type thing going on. that was cool. so me and my sister are just chilling.. the boyfriend had ventured off.... and all of a sudden this guy comes waltzing, well it was more of a stumble, asking for a light. and our reply was " you have a lighter" he was afterall, holding a lighter. that was kinda cute.. because then he said he just needed a way to talk to us. to make a long story short he asked me to dance. and since not everybody was banging my door down last night i decided to shake a tail feather with him. well like i just said i'm not a grinder.. but apparently he was. you know that thing where two people are dancing and one person get in front and bends down and shakes their butt on the other person, well he was doing that number and in the course of him coming up he brought my dress with him! oh lord the horror. to top it all off he stumbles and falls into the crowd and in the mist of all this i'm dying laughing. we finally get out of there and somehow wind up back inside, this time on the platform! don't ask me how that happened. this time he was feeling risky and decide we should be more.. close if you will.we were doing all kinds of hug type things.. lots of grabbing. i'm not generally a hugging, touching person so this was very awkward for me. and not to be cocky or nothing but he was trying to touch my butt and i was not having it. during all this awkard dancing my freaking dress come up again. he had bunched it up in the back and my whole ass cheek was hanging out!this is where the sweat comes in! as we were wrapping up this dance session he turned me into some hug type thing and i dodged it and his neck rubbed my face. sweat and all! it was so gross. irish man neck sweat..not as much of a turn on as you'd think it should be.  that was enough. i was done dancing.

however i did manage to get some regular info from him ( not sure how true all this is, you know, him being under the influence and all)

name was carter

20 years of age

Irish = hot accent( major plus to awkward dancing) 

from Ireland.. visiting family

builds boats

owns no boat, yet! 

owns 2 jet skies

plans to get rich in a couple of years and have a boat

i miss the beach already.

Beach noodles

My bones feel like noodles. Which is a relaxing feeling, a weightless feeling if you will.
Have I ever told you how much I love being at the beach, doing nothing but laying in the sun, shopping, eating, having all the time in the world. If I haven't.. I apologize. It's my favorite thing in the world to do. One week isn't enough. Graduating was great, such a liberating feeling. But now when I think about my life starting its exciting bit scary.. I want to pause time and stay on the beach forever. Most people can't take the sand.. its called a chair moron. Life here in cherry grove, in this house of 6 friends, is great. We have been doing all kinds of stuff. All of which I will go into later..
We are fixing to go stuff out faces at a seafood buffet ;)
( the photo is of our amazing little house)

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Sky wheel excursions

So one day two of beach grad er are starting off festivities by riding the sky wheel in myrtle beach. It's this huge enclosed carries wheel type thing.. any who we were in line to buy tickets and this freaking old lady skips me!! I mean like literally shoved me. I was very taken aback.
So much for respecting your elders.. I'm exploiting her on the internet :)

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Graduation

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me+facebook post = tears

ok so.. as i have already mentioned a lot.. Graduation is today. and out of the numerous cards and gifts and congratulations i have not been hit emotionally at all. even the thought of not seeing some of my friends have not tugged at my heartstrings.. ( geez i sound like the grinch) 

well my sister posted this long post on my facebook wall and i read it and half-way through i was like a fountain. it was so sweet and touching. and coming from her it means the world to me :) i love her so much. i really don't like crying, but then again who does? and i don't have water proof mascara.. so i'd rather not cry tonight.. but i feel as if it may happen. curse these girl emotions. 

but enough on this! i just wanted to inform you that yes, i have feelings and i'm super duper excited about tonight!

for now i have to go take a shower.. straighten my hair and try to make a dent in packing for beach grad!! :D
2011 !!