Assignment 1

       This summer wasn't exactly the most entertaining one in recent years. Who knew you had to grow up and become responsible after high school? However, I did find time to go on a vacation. Three of my friends and I took a road trip down to Florida. My best friends' mother moved to Panama City Beach a couple years ago. So we packed up the car and headed South to go stay with her for a week. I made plenty of memories jet skiing, staying up late, attempting to catch seagulls on the beach, drinking, going out dancing every night, meeting Elvis, and making friends. I took tons of pictures, most of them not appropriate enough to post on Facebook. After about a week, I didn't want to leave. I had so much fun, it was a tough time saying goodbye. We already have plans on going again next summer!
        Mid-summer, I went to the driving range with my mother, uncle, and two cousins. It was my first time ever even swinging a golf club. Assuming I was going to embarrass myself, I was surprised to learn I had a natural talent. Being in the zone, I was oblivious to my surroundings. Unfortunately, my cousin took a driver straight to the shin. His leg began gushing blood immediately. He screamed in pain and called me plenty of names, even though it was his fault! In my opinion, he walked into my swing. After minutes of arguing and cursing, my mother had to step in and tell us both to shut up. When we got back to my house, we bandaged up his leg, which had developed into a nasty wound. For weeks, he called me "stupid" and warned everyone to stay away from me with a golf club. No longer feeling sympathetic for the idiot, I take pride in putting a permanent dent in his shinbone.
       Also this summer, I joined a co-ed beach volleyball league with a few friends that graduated a year before me. All being under the age of twenty, we were the youngest team in the program. There was about twelve other teams and we played every Wednesday night. We quickly found out that we weren't very good and most teams hated playing us. A good portion of the time, we spent it laughing and not taking the game too seriously. The boys on my team loved to talk shit, causing plenty of arguments with our opponents. Sometimes we got the enjoyment of a victory, but for the most part we lost pretty bad. Regardless of winning or losing, I had a good time playing and we'll probably all be on a team again next summer.