
I went to the beach this weekend. I had a good time I suppose. I didn't swim as much as I wanted. It started out with me putting in my facebook status I was going to the beach and generally when I say I am going to go do something people ignore me. Not this time. My plan was to drive down to the beach enjoy my time, swim a bit, enjoy the little sun, and just be by myself because I generally dislike people. Well once everyone read my status I got texts and phone calls and all kinds of crap to go to the beach, and sure enough, I said sure why not. It was actually this one girl who got in touch with me after a bit that made me want to get people to come. She was just cool to hang out with in moderation for the past month so I figured it'd be pretty chill having her around at the beach, but this also meant I couldn't just sleep in my car like I originally intended, so I had to get a hotel, which I was ok with. Then the whole idea of going to the beach faded because "we" couldn't find a place to stay, so I let things slide so perhaps I could go on my own. Two days later I find out about 10 more people want to go and we can stay at a friends house down there. So whatever we went. Well turns out the girl I was hoping would come down and be chill to hang with was ridiculously obnoxious and incredibly not the type of person I want to ever take anywhere. Then the other people were ok, and a few were decent to hang with. Over all I got totally drained by the obnoxious ones, and others I couldn't get away from. I ended up calling the obnoxious one a terrible person before we left. I said it in jest, but I think I meant it. Which makes me sad, but all she did the whole weekend was bust balls and scream. She wins the award for being the continously loudest person ever. I'm out.