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So, what an amazing week that most definitly was. There was about
13 teenagers in total, so definitly wasn't a let down. Especially
since most of the people there were very
close friends to me. Special thanks to Heather for helping me
remember the days on the cue cards. <33 love love love.
Friday, July 29th.
Has already been written in my previous journal entry. Vermont baby!
Saturday, July 30th.
We left the motel sometime in
the morning, and headed to New Hamshire. We stopped at the
Wal-Mart in Plymouth to pick up some much needed supplies for the day,
and they wouldn't let my mom buy wine because Jessica wasn't our child,
so we had to wait outside. What a crazy law, it's also illegal to
ride camels in NH. Who knew? We got to the cottage in
Bristol at around 2pm, and immediatly began to socialize with the
Manganiello's (the owners of the cottage, who also live in a house on
the property). There were five families, all with kids, so there
was definitly a lot of people. Luckily, all very close
friends. There was so much to catch up on. All the kids
immediatly bee-lined to the lake because it was sweltering. A
bunch of us just hung around the floating dock and talked about
everything, and reminiscing in the memories of previous years.
Jessica fit in immediatly, which was really good. For dinner we
ordered from the Village Pizza place, which is amazing and definitly a
tradition by now. Heather, Jessica, Kate and I were pumped beyond
anything and danced off most of the energy before settling down for a
moment to play Disney Scene It!. All the guys went to a party,
but us girls decided to stay back and just chill in my mom's bedroom,
listening to music and taking pictures. Later on we headed up to
the big house and the boys came home, mostly drunk. I'm not going
to lie, it was absolutly hilarious to observe. Mike and Mark
fought over the Hot and Spicy, which Mark seemed to have a definite
love affair with. He said he enjoyed cuddling the Hot and
Spicy. They also fought when the topic of Weir's Beach came up,
because last year Mark dressed up like Harry Potter and "cast spells on
people". Mike works at a book store in Keane (he goes to school
there and he came down for a few days), and he had to dress up as Percy
Weasly, and he fought how Mark was a fake and how he was the real
Percy. We finally all got tired and retired to our beds. In
us girl's case, it was a series of air-matresses strewn across the
living room, due to the lack of space in the actual cottage.
Sunday, July 31st.
We woke up to the allouring
smell of muffin's in the bakery. Garland, who own's the house and
cottage, also runs her bakery which is adjacent to the house. How
convenient for us as well. After breakfast and prettying ourself
up for the day, the families headed off to Wal-Mart in a huge group to
do the community shopping for the week. It always seems to be
Heather's job to create scenes, and it wasn't long before her and
Jessica were yelling/singing "Oh Canada" and getting many stares from
the fellow shoppers. We also thought it would be fun to slip a
box of condoms and KY Jelly into the cart and see what reaction the
adult's got when they got up to cash. Haha. After we got
home the boys were all ansy to head to Meredith for ice cream, about
half hour away. We usually go to Frosty's every night, it's
practically tradition, but Mark had quit on the Friday that just passed
so we were boycotting it. So Mark, Rob, Dave, some of Mark's
friends, Charlie, Jessica, Heather, Mike, Mike's friend and I all
arrived at Frankies (Mike used to work there the previous summers) and
got ice cream and relaxed on the beachside dining area. After we
came home and it got dark, the adult's started a campfire. For
some reason, though, the teens didn't ever go down to the beach to
join. Instead, oddly, we surrounded an Off! lantern and deemed it
our makeshift fire. Sitting around it in a pretty large group, we
played little kid games like "duck duck goose" and "broken telephone"
and them moved onto "hump tag". That was pretty fun, and also got
pretty violent when Justin attacked Mitch haha. Funny
though. Then David and some of the other kids wanted to play
Disney Scene It! so we went inside for a quick game. We had four
teens of two each, and Kate and I's team rocked everyone. Heather
and Jessica came in second. Mark also had extreme trouble rolling
higher than a 2 on the dice, which became very comical.
Afterwards we all headed up to the big house and I decided to finally
take the time to take the X-Box porn pictures that was an IOU for
Arruda's birthday. We all settled in and watched Napoleon
Dynamite. We had originally planned to climb Mt. Cardigan and
watch the sunset from atop the mountain, but we never ended up going
through with it. Bummer.
Monday, August 1st.
Monday morning all us teens woke
up and headed off to Tilton to Smitty's to see Wedding Crashers.
It's this theater where you sit in Lincoln leather seats around long
business-like tables so you can eat and watch the movie at the same
time. It's a very cool concept. Although as soon as we
entered the theater, I didn't realize that there was a half-wall that
created a hallway before you could actually walk to your seats, and I
ended up running into it twice. The movie was hilarious, and the
thing that mad me the most happy was Todd, the creepy gay
brother. Especially at the serious part at the end, when I was
beginning to tear up, but then saw him blurry in the background and
cracked up instead. After the movie was over, we headed over to
the Salvation Army to fool around. We picked out some dead sexy
clothing from generations ago, and modelled them. Mark had a sexy
pink blazer with the tightest pink "capris", Jessica had this loose
purple wind breaker and leapard skin pants, and I had a polka-dot
blouse with shoulderpads, a child's raincoat, and spandex biker
pants. There were a few people in the store who I assume were
actually shopping and thought that our giggles were rude because they
shot us the rudest glances. Then Mark came back from the front of
the store and told us that the women worked had asked if we were almost
finished because she wanted us to get out, and I threw Kate my sweater
and she came back and said I shouldn't throw clothes or else she'd beat
me with her broom. I guess she takes clothing very
seriously. Mark told her that we were from Canada, so we were
really foreign, and then she told him that he has to ask us to leave
because she didn't know how to speak French. Hahaha. So as
I was leaving, I meant to shout goodbye in French, but being the idiot
I am, "Bonjour!" came out, and everyone had a good laugh.
Back at the cottage, we all went for a swim and played "king of the
dock" on the floating raft, which is basically where we just push each
other off. The girls always end up in a war against the guys, and
they always win. Within minutes my makeup was streaming down my
face, scaring them. I never understood why I kept wearing makeup
for the rest of the trip. I guess I'm wicked addicted. Once
we got out and Heather, Jess and I showered together (yes, in our suits
pervs), I lay in bed a read before falling into a nap. After we
woke up, us girls decided to take my little brother and walk down the
street to the gem shop, only to find that it was close. And it
was sweltering out. Dinner came and went, and we all gathered
outside to play Hillbilly Golf. This is a game that originated in
Ohio somehow, and it's kind of hard to explain. But it's
definitly fun. It started to sprinkle a bit, so we danced in the
rain and cooled off. Later at night we headed to the video store
and rented "Fast times at Ridgemount High" and "Orgasmo", and watched
them at the big house as I cuddled with the cat. We couldn't
sleep at the house that night, so we had to head back to the cottage
and set up camp, and hung out with all the drunken adults who had
decided that the bar opened somewhere around noon that day. So
they were completely hammed. We finally attempted to go to bed,
not before being interrupted with "ghost scares" since the cottage is
haunted. It really is. We threw on "Pirates of the
Caribbean" and finally fell into sleep.
Tuesday, August 2nd.
We started off the day by going
to the Polar Caves. Me, Heather, Jess, Kate, Richie, Rob, Dave
and Mark. What an adventure. It was, once again, sweltering
hot out, so it wasn't long before we were all sweating like pigs in
July. The Polar Caves are basically a series of underground caves
and rock garden's that they've set up so you can walk through, and it's
actually quite chilly in some of them. We continually hit our
heads off rocks and kept regrouping with the buddy system that we
jokingly set up. It was also fun squeezing through one cave
called "Lemon Squeeze", which is literally 2ft wide, and angled
upwards. There were also massive spiders in some of the caves,
which freaked me out a bit. There was also this area where there
was a duck pond and some other animals and we got to feed the
deer. They were so damn cute. After the caves, we headed to
Wal-Mart once again (wow, don't we sound cool?) and picked up more
green tea for me (addicted) and underwater cameras. Once back at
the cottage, we went tubing. Me and Jessica partnered up, and it
was definitly a challenge in the choppy water. We fell off 4
times, three times because of Jess and once because of me. We
looked like bobble heads. After falling the last time and loosing
my bathing suit bottoms, it was Heather and Kate's turn to go on.
Heather, you definitly make the hottest tubing face ever.
We also found it highly entertaining diving off the floating dock with
life jackets, only to pop back up to the surface immediatly. Oh,
and the lifejacket diapers were also pretty killer. Once out, I
went through the ritual again. Shower, read, nap. Woke up
and entertained myself watching the boys play Hillbilly Golf until
dinner. After dinner we headed back to the video store and to
Frosty's, where Mark his in the car from his boss, "Don Vito". He
told us stories, but this guy was literally retarded. He
definitly had a few screws loose. Back at the big house we
watched Stella, which is the funniest show ever. It's on Comedy
Central, so sadly I won't likely see it again until I move, but it's so
stupidly funny. It's alot of the same people from the movie "Wet
Hot American Summer", definitly a favourite of mine. The whole
week was filled with quotes from this show. We finished the night
off by watching "Mean Girls" and "Grind" before Eva, the cat, came
upstairs and brought along with her a live mouse. She let it go
and we had to catch it and set it free. It really was adorable
though. And off to bed we went.
Wednesday, August 3rd.
The girls off to North Star Gems
first thing in the a.m. I didn't actually buy anything because I
didn't have anything in mind to make yet, and I needed
inspiration. Back at the cottage, there was a surprise. The
adults had all pitched and rented a pontoon boat for the day. A
bunch of us set off on a ride, scaling the lake and stopping at the one
island with cliffs to swim. A bunch of the children came with us,
and all enjoyed jumping off the boat and climbing to the cliffs.
I desperatly wanted to jump off them into the water, but my mom
wouldn't let me. I avoided all tension for the rest of the trip
and decided against it. So us girls joined the kids in jumping
off the boat before heading back to the cottage. Then a second
shipment of people went out again, mainly adults this time. We
stopped at this giant sandbar this time, where it's like a 100 foot
stretch of waist to mid-calf deep water. We enjoyed jumping
around and running baywatch-style though it. There was a boat of
four boys about our age that honestly wouldn't stop watching us.
So back on the boat, me and Jess effed around and I massaged her back
and whispered into her ear and just were all touchy to tease the boys
until we set sail back to the cottage. On the way, however, the
front end started to go under and the boat flooded with like 3 inches
of water for a few seconds and I was absolutly terrified, I guess,
because apparently I've never ran so fast to the back of the boat
before. Heh. Turns out that it's pretty common with pontoon
boats. It really wasn't anything serious (or "cereal") at
all. Phew. Once again, napped, dinner, video store and
Frosty's. That crazy man was working again, and when Heather
asked for ice cream he yelled "NO! You're friends with Joey, why
would I serve you?". Jokingly, but it was really awkward since we
definitly didn't know a Joey. When we got back, Heather asked for
ear drops to help with her swimmer's ear, but was a royal pain in the
butt so me and Jessica did it too. What a fun ear-drop
party. We went up to the big house afterwards to join the boys
and watch "Waiting for Guffman" and "Best in Show" since they are by
the same director and writer. And for the first time ever, I
tried dill pickle chips, and I'm not going to lie, I was
impressed. So I am no longer a dill-pickle-chip-virgin.
Also, Heather was teaching me how to take "scene kid pictures", like
the ones from above that everyone seems to be doing. I failed per
usual. Oh, and the stars were absolutly breathtaking that
night. You could see every single star it seemed, including the
Milky Way.
Thursday, August 4th.
We awoke and joined Rose down at
the table and watched her make jewelry with the stuff she had bought at
the Gem store. She even let us make our own necklaces. I
loved the one I made, but I lost it later that night and I was pretty
saddened. So Rose took us four girls back to the gem store and I
bought a bunch of stuff to make a necklace, and then returned to the
cottage. Me,
Heather, Jess, Kate, Rob, Dave and Mark headed off to Weir's
Beach just outside Meredith. We bee-lined to a little pizza place
to eat lunch because we were uber hungry, and it started to pour.
So we let it die down a bit, then headed to the giant arcade and took a
bunch of photobooth pictures with the girls, and then everyone.
It was impressive how we managed to fit so many people into one
photobooth. We also went to the candy store, and took plastic
gloves and wore them around all day at the beach there. We went
into all the little shops along the beach strip, and tried on crazy
hats and got fake tatoos. It got sunny again. On the way
home, three hours later, we passed this mini-golf place called Pirate's
Cove. Mark took the liberty to yell out the window at everyone
playing. We went swimming once we got back to the cottage and
took crazy nonsence pictures. Lizzie came home from New York
tonight. She just finished her first year at Fordam, and I'm so
jealous that she gets to live in Manhattan and see and the celebrities
and all that cool stuff. My mom promised me we'd both go visit
her in NYCity before we moved. I definitly missed her, and we
caught up on a bunch of fun stuff. I love how she's just as
insane as we are. Tonight we had lobster for dinner. The
highlight was when Garland was cracking open her lobster claw and it
exploded this milky liquid all over her right side, from her hair to
her lap. It looked like someone, you know. It was pretty
damn hilarious. After dinner, Heather, Jess and I watched Liz
unpack and she showed us all her clothes and I kive her sense of
style. It's so original. She showed us her shoe, bag and
sunglass collection too. I'm jealous. Once all that was
done with, the party started. I immediatly fell into a goofy
state of mind and put on one of Lizzy's fancy bras, over my
clothes. We also made a note to all wear sunglasses. We
played King's Cup, because after last year we definitly couldn't pass
it up. As the game went on, me and Liz kept all our cards in our
bra and tops. It wasn't long before we were feeling pretty
buzzed. I picked the last king in the game, so I had to drink
from the bitch cup, which was a combination of beer and coolers.
We got even more pumped after this, and we all ran in and woke up my
brother and definitly had troubles keeping our pants on. It was a
fun adventure to the dumpster to dispose of the emptys too. We
took a bunch of random pictures before we could barely keep our eyes
open. Me and Heather retired in Lizzy's room.
Friday, August 5th.
Luckily we weren't feeling the
party last night when we woke up, because we all headed over to Tilton
to shop. I was incredibly happy that there was a new PacSun
outlet put in, and bought a bunch of jewelry, one tee, two camis.
We also went over to the Rue 21 outlet and I bought more shirts and
these totally comfy pants. The 5 girls all got Napoleon-themed
shirts. The drive to and from the outlets were pretty killer,
because Liz drives this really old beat up Volvo and it doesn't have
A/C and my window didn't work. So it was as hot as a
bastaad. We stopped for lunch at this new place in Bristol called
Central Square Market. It was honestly the best pizza I've ever
eatten. Just thought I'd share that. We went swimming
again, napped, read and showered. We all relaxed before we headed
off to Frosty's because Mark demanded his paycheck. Me and Lizzie
did some photography when we got back because the sunset was absolutly
breathtaking. Once the night fell, we started up a bonfire
again. My brother volunteered to make us all grilled cheese on my
grilled cheese maker over the fire, and they were excellent. Once
again we headed to the house to start the party. Charlie came
back today from his white water rafting trip so him and his friend
Justin were able to join in the festivities. We drank and headed
out to smoke and headed down to the beach to play around and dare
falling into the water. We went back inside afterwards and
started up another game of King's Cup, which I ended up getting the
last king again. I had fun modelling Lizzy's crazy hat collection
and keeping Jessica at bay with her intense flirting. We all
ended up in Charlie and Mark's room and we were all being stupid and
taking random pictures, of us all spooning and other silly
things. I also think that I may have broken my mom's expensive
camera. But I really don't wanna think about that. Since my
mom and Garland had always told me that I'm marrying one of her boys
because our families have to "unite", Charlie and Mark had an arm
wrestling fight to compete for whoever gets to marry me. Mark
totally kicked Charlie's ass, so for the rest of the night me and Mark
called each other "Sweetie" and acted like we were in love. It's
all good, because He looks a lot like Adam Brody. Plus, he turned
out to be a better husband than Charlie because he was very faithful
and loyal to me. Heh. However, Charlie and Jess really hit
it off and were holding hands and being all cute, and actually went to
bed together. I wasn't very happy, seeing as she has a
boyfriend. So I immediatly made her leave. Go me.
I've been in that situation, and I don't want her to go through the
guilt and pain just because she was completely shitfaced. She
understood though. After everyone but Heather, David, Mark and I
went to bed, we all sat in the computer room and just talked as David
wrote hilarious stories because he was very drunk and enjoys writing
stories. Mark was telling me and Heather how it's so sad that
this may be the last time we see each other, and how he's really sad
because the week we all come up is his favourite time of the summer and
how much fun we are and how much he loves us. It really was
touching. I felt the same way, we all did. And I know we'll
all see each other again, but my family most likely won't be going down
to NH next year so we don't know how long it will be, with the move and
all. It really is sad and heartbreaking. He was completely
exhausted and fought to keep his eyes open, and I told him to go to
bed, but he really wanted to stay awake since this was the last night
with us. We eventually all decided that it was time to retire at
around 4am, and me and Heather went to Lizzy's bed and talked for like
half an hour about lots of things, but mainly about boys. Because
I have been thinking about Brandon a lot this whole week. I do
miss him. But it's such a struggle to figure out what's going on,
based soley on the fact that I won't be here much longer. But I
won't bore anyone with my personal struggles. So we finally
drifted off to bed.
Saturday, August 6th.
This was the final
morning. The countdown. I woke up very early to help my
parents pack up our things. We bought our final gifts from the
bakery and sat outside with the teens and just talked. When it
came time to leave, we said our goodbyes and exhanged e-mails and
promises to stay in touch. We left, and the ride home seemed
infinate. Forever. We did, however, see that plane that
crashed at Pearson International on the way home. It was eerie.
I'm finally home and I think I've developed carpal tunnel from typing
all of this. No computer for a week and now a novel.
Probably not good on the ol' wrists. I'm going to include
pictures and funny quotes, more for personal memory rather than for
yours, simply because you probably won't understand.
Quotes & Memories.
" On a scale of 1 to 10, that's pretty lame. "
" Jesus and I love you. "
" I'm not like, religious or anything, I'm more spiritual. "
" God to me is like .... "
" JESUS CHRIST!! " " Where?!? "
" I love hot & spicy! "
" Sorry, they're from Canada. They're foreign. "
" I was Percy Weasly! "
" You ruin everythinggg! "
" BALLS! "
" He doesn't look like me! He looks like Bob Saget! " "
Mark, if you and Bob Saget were to have a love child, it would be
Rattner. "
" You girls are naked nymphomaniac rain dancers. "
" I'm in my rage cage. "
" I am literally making love to this rock. "
" Can I stick my cream beater in your cheese box? "
" You remind me of fast food - I wanna take you out... and eat you in my car. "
" I feel like a baby lamb, fresh from the womb, still covered in
afterbirth. I'm just dripping in placenta! This is love! This food tastes like nectar!! "
" What can you buy for.. 5 cents in America? " "A slave."
" It takes like an army of 30 midget slaves to rebel because they are small and easy to slap around. "
" I'm not the random type of guy.. girl. "
" What if I have to bathroom? "
" I'm not mad.. I have to poop. "
" He's Betty Crocker.. The perfect wife! "
" Arg you scurvy seadogs! Pirate's Cove! Hoist the sails, scrub the poop deck, walk the planks! "
" I'm being a real horses patootie right now. "
" XCRUNER! "
" Afro-G. "
" YOUR NOT WEARING PANTS! "
" I'm not even wearing a bra! "
" Hey, how did you enjoy that soup? " " Oh, It's good soup. " " You won't be enjoying it once I KILL YOU! "
" There's a no-sass policy here. "
" You smell like chicken nuggets. "
" Keep your head on a swivel! We lost a lot of good men out there. "
" The potato famine was definitly my favourite famine. "
" I'm all for banging chick's without rubbers. "
" I'm all about being bros. "
" You are.. electric. " "Uh, thats not a question. " " You are.. elecTRIC?"
" I'm getting lost in your eyes, are you getting lost in mine? "
" You just wanna touch his goo-goo! " OR " You just wanna touch her haa-haa! "
" The most religious thing I've ever done was get crucified. "
" I'm not going to lie. I wanna be on you. "
" You're invited to the pants party... the party in my pants. "
" Good news is that they didn't get run over. Bad news is, they're still flat. "
" OMG your boobs look MASSIVE! "
" I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle
school... I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles
and everyone would eat and be happy... "
" Jaggernaught! "
" You have to go boom boom again?! "
" I'm being cereal here. Like coco krispy. "
" There's alot of gangs here in the bricks. One's called the
Yellow Phone Gang, and they tried to kill me because I painted the
phone red. "
" His mullet was legit, he was just so white trash. "
+ anything from Anchorman, Old School, and other similar movies.
Well there you go. I know you guys definitly won't
understand any of those, unless you've heard them in a movie or
something. But I'm desperatly waiting for pictures from Heather,
and Brandon just left, and I'm starting to read the stories that David
had written last night. It's not even legit at all. It's
actually the most random thing I've ever read, but it's
hilarious. Maybe one day I'll post it. Who knows. But
I wanna post this and get it over with, even without the pictures.
So if you want pictures, ask me!!
Love love you all. <33
August 8 2005, 15:53:27 UTC 6 years ago
"i fell down the stairs!"
"HAS SHE BEEN HITTING YOU?!"
"...she'll kill me "
"FUCK SALT!"
"these fish sticks are as hard as tits!"
"coolio "