Now that it's mid July, I feel like the summer has in some ways, slipped away. I have done all that I have wanted to so far, but I honestly wish that there was more time available to me. The frightening sight of school supplies scattered around Walmart doesn't help, either.
All in all it's been good time off.
I hung out with Ashley again Thursday. It was a long time overdue. I write about this because we went swimming in my grammy's pool. Not one of my friends has been over to her house- let alone swim in the pool. I feel like I can hang with Ash anytime. I don't worry much about canceled plans or the "make up excuses" kind of friend because I have been there so many times I stopped keeping track. We spent a good two, three hours before we each went home.
There's just something about swimming (especially in the rain) that allows me to release my inner self. I feel so free whenever I swim. I have made up my mind-a pool is a must for my future home.
July Jamboree was on Saturday again this year. As always it was a ton of fun, though this year's was a bit unique b/c I hung out with Mike and his friends rather than my own. I also made a few friends of my own, Haylee and Mylssa (sp?). Finding out someone was in your class and becoming friends with them later on is a curious thing. I wondered why I had not talked to Mylssa in class before because we became good friends in just a couple hours.
While we walked around looking at the most insanely beautiful cars, we stopped at a peculiar booth that was selling magnetic bracelets, hand made soaps, chap-stick and other handmade things. The Parowan prophet and another guy were the merchants. The prophet was advertising the warning of the nuclear war that was supposably going to hit in two hours from the time we were there.
After much walking around, we headed to Little Caesar's Pizza (sp?) where Mlyssa worked and got a free pizza. Walking around some more, we finally sat down in the park under a big tree where the renaissance fair was also happening. There we enjoyed our pizza and each other's company.
Mlyssa and I listened while Haylee and Mike talked intensely about relationships, however just casually. I learned that Haylee has a man named Patrick that she will soon be engaged to. I felt happy for her. We sat there for awhile more and were handed free yellow t shirts. Score!
After being forced to move, (booth construction) we headed across the street to the tiki shack where snow cones were sold. After just eating pizza, I didn't feel like having any. Mike's friend, Mark and what I guessed to be his guardian (?) caught up with us.
We again talked for a minute before finally heading back up Main Street. By this time the darkness of the evening had just begun to blanket the sky as the sun had set. Most of the cars (sniff) had driven away, not to be seen again until next year. I swear most of these cars are the same ones I see every year. We waved at the booth where we first encountered the prophet, surprised to see he was still there.
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| Mike, Haylee and the Parowan Prophet |
When I thought our evening had come to an end we spotted a gray Mitsubishi Spyder with the most epic lighting fixtures I had ever seen. They reminded me of my grammy's pool, since she has a fiber-opitc light in it. It changed colors similar to the way the Spyder did. I will admit that the amputated zombie by the front tire was a nice touch. The blasting music's vibrations were strong and made my chest hurt.
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| Me (middle) Haylee and the Parowan Prophet |
Our night ended when Haylee dropped Mike and I off where his Jeep was parked. The evening breeze felt nice blowing against my face. Mike's Jeep doesn't have the top on, so I was essentially riding in a convertible. And that was that! :)
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| Amputated Zombie |
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| Zombie in the backseat |
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| Notice the screens? And the doors? |
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| Hummnuh hummnuh hummunuh |
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| Magnetic Braclet given to me by the "prophet." |
