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Maybe Shakespeare was on to something...

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players..."

Monday, July 5, 2010

Fireworks, friends, and a light-up plastic sword.

Yesterday! Fireworks!
Last night I went to the nearby Cooper River with Jim and Leo (and Leo's parents) for this radio-station-classic-rock festival. There were these guys singing on a huge stage with fog and lights and everything. However, there were hundreds of people there, maybe thousands, and we sat so far back from the stage that there wasn't much possibility of watching the concert. I also got to see Silver's dad there. Huh.
As a belated birthday gift for Leo, I got him a light-up plastic sword, as well as one for myself. He unwrapped his, and it glowed brightly in different colors and even had sound effects of a sword slicing through th air whenever he moved it! Mine was dim and mute. They were 8 bucks each. Rah.
We sat in those fold-out chairs that had to be carried on our backs. Jim, the tallest, got a midget chair with no armrests or cupholders, unlike mine and Leo's. Ha! While we were in these chairs, Leo seemed to be making a concious effort to touch his knee against mine, but fo some reason I kept moving mine away. Maybe because my knees were so incredibly dry? Or I just didn't want him to touch my knee? I don't even know.
Before that!
I spent the weekend at my dad's house, and was woken up yesterday morning by my sister softly poking me in the head. Then at 2, my mom came to pick me up and take me to my uncle's house. We go there every 4th of July for barbecue and fireworks. My fellow New Jerseyan cousins were there. Tammy (15) and Charlie (17 or 18?) and brother and sister. Wesley (15) and Serena (18 or 19?) live there and are also brother and sister. Unfortunately, I am 14, the youngest, and treated as such. Technically, I am only half a year younger than Wesley, but sometimes I'm treated like a 10-year-old.
At around 5 my mom said that we should get going, and all four of them turned to me and cried "What? You're not staying for the fireworks?" I explained that I had plans with friends and ended up being pelted with beach balls and cries of "Traitor!" (we were in the pool).
This morning, at 5, Leo departed for New Mexico. He told us all that he was staying there for a month, but it's really less than three weeks. After that, Six Flags!
I need to find more people to have fun with this summer. I've been spending most of it with Jim, Anne, and Leo. Anyone wanna do something?

5 pieces of wisdom:

Strawberry said...

Звуки веселья. Вы знаете, если вы хотите пообщаться с разными людьми, можно спросить. т, что wouldn \ 'будет трудно. Ха-ха, но, действительно, хотите, чтобы пойти на пляж завтра?

Oveness.

Strawberry said...

Таким образом, вы жалуются на то, что вы \ 'ве проводил время с той же группой людей, но когда кто-то просит вас сделать что-то Вы НЕ ЧУВСТВОВАТЬ \ ", как это? Потому что он \ 'ы чертовски жарко? Это \ 'ы глупый черта я \' ве-либо слышал.

Kimberly said...

Sorry I can't go to the beach. It's too hot. And you're probably there already

Kimberly said...

It's over 100 degrees! Sorry for not wanting to die! And stop making me use google translate!

Shari said...

I just got back from Canada...and I desperately need to see someone other than my family...