Roses are red and violets are blue...
by, 07-16-2012 at 10:28 AM (336 Views)
But where the color of pink went I have no clue.
Hello there everyone!
I've been doing a lot of Humania the past few days, and it sort of makes me hate seeing the beach.
Last weekend I decided to take a trip to a nice beach.
Yeah I know it looks all tropical island and magical (I was thinking that too when I arrived), but honestly it's just a beach.
Anyways I was sitting on a towel and these birds come along.
Now I don't know if you've seen seagulls at the beach, but you sure haven't seen these seagulls before.
One comes up to this sandwich I was eating.
I was all like, oohhh and ahhhh, and then it pecks at my food and flies away with it.
Another one plops onto my head and does the worst thing ever.
It decides my black hair is the perfect toilet.
And after a shower, all I have to say is
Dem birds 2 clever. Keep your eye on those traps.
I decided to get some ice cream but when I got there the dude just wouldn't let me buy any.
And after the seagull incident, I was sort of fired up. So I said to him,
"What do you mean I can't buy an iced treat? What, is there some sort of law that says you have to be over 18 to purchase a Popsicle now? Need a Driver's License?"
And he replied,
"Chill kid...I can sell you some ice cream if you want. If you want just cream, I mean."
Apparently he had some sort of power issue with his mini-fridge and all the ice cream had been reduced to a pile of slush.
I guess since the sun was burning up, I would go for a swim.
I had left my surfboard at home so I rented one and godhowexpensivedothosethingsget
I've got to say, the water was probably the best part of the day.
My friend had told me earlier that he would come to the beach too when we were having breakfast in our hotel.
Apparently he decided to come now and he met some pretty hot girls.
So I tell him to come ride a few waves with me, and he was like fine.
Let me tell you about my friend.
He's sort of a different guy than me. He likes to flirt a lot, while I'm not typically interested in women.
So while we were paddling into the waves he started gazing at some people.
"Lucy, look! I think one of them likes you."
To which I reply.
"It's Lucian. And Lucian is already a dubbed name for me..."
He knows I have a blog and all, so to make him seem less dopey, I'll just put it short:
He wiped out because he needed to focus a bit more on the wave above him instead of the people on the shore.
So like I said earlier, why does Humania make me hate the beach?
Well, I guess I could just be sick of so much sand but no pink.
And I mean pink as in pink drops, not pink towels and sunglasses, which unfortunately, I've been a seeing a little too often.
(Too much pink in those souvenir stores, I say .____.)
But where there's water, I'll always get a good laugh.
I think we need an underwater campaign.