beach, yes.
So... on Sunday I got back from Ocean City where I enjoyed myself with Erika and Sofia [the Swedes], Ella, and for two days, Carol.
Under the cut:
Interesting bus rides with Steelers fans and Eagles fans and russians and sketchy people and boys named Scott with shirts reading "If you see 'da police, Warner Brother" and preppy-ness everywhere.
"He may be ripped like Jesus but he's got genital herpes on his bellybutton." "No one's told him, he's white." - Wonderfully entertaining guy sitting next to me on the bus, his name was... ? His friends name was Meghan though, and a guy named Greg I think, and another girl.
Hermit crabs = Burt and Hamilton.
Awesome flashy belts! and... interesting Under 21 clubs who ask the one girl NOT dancing, to dance.
Some cool bus drivers:
"Why are you turning around?!"
"It's my job."
Guy polo shirts/Outlet shopping/Henna tattoes/The Island/Mini-Golf.
Mute/Armenian Ella.
Guy: "[To Ella] You're really Armenian? [To us] She doesn't speak English?"
Us: "Yep"
Guy: "Say something in Armenian."
Ella [in Armenian]: "I speak very little Armenian."
Guy: "Nice, say something else!"
Ella [in Armenian]: "Shit in your mouth."
Guy: "Damn! That's HOT!"
Bad Day - Daniel Powter.
Alright, so there's a lot more but it's hard to think of everything all at once.
OH! Also, the randon guys with the singer who sang about Ramen Noodle Soup...
PICTURES:
Ella and me:
Me:
Ella and summer reading:
The much-loved aloe vera lotion:
Ella looking confused about mini-golf:
Less confused:
Me:
On the sand:
Umbrellas:
With Ella though you don't see much of her:
Womens:
Womens/Handicapped/Baby Changing Station/ Men:
Awesome singer guy/guitarists/drummer/random rapper:
Beach at nighttime:
Mom/Sofia/Erika:
Me, mom:
Ella:
Me, Ella:
Sand:
People:
Me, Ella, iPod:
Ella! From the top bunk:
Ella:
Yay, Carol!
Through the looking glass:
More Carol:
Most Carol!:
Yay, crabs that I found in the ocean:
Hamilton and Bart:
Ella:
ELLA:
Erika:
People:
Henna:
Ella:
Sofia/Erika:
IT'S OVER.
*Edit*
Just say NO to idiots. /